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Qiao Yanran took a deep breath, scooped out a bowl of Soup Dumplings and placed it on the table. Then, she pulled open the bench and sat down.

The mini version of the Nite Ampere: "?"

For such a long time, his little disciple had wandered around the room so many times. Had he not seen him at all?

Or could it be that the mini version of him was too weak?

He leaned over the table