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"Extraordinary. Accompany me to cut bamboo on the Little Bamboo Peak, okay?"

"Meng Yao, why are you so mischievous like a little girl?" The man who was called "extraordinary" scolded, pointing at Meng Yao's forehead.

"Oh, it hurts." Meng Yao touched her fair forehead.

"A guest?" The man still wanted to tease a bit more, but his mind suddenly stirred