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"Nian, where is Nian …"

"Big brother …"

Just as Luo Wuyou was in a daze, a few more calls came in. There were already a few more figures in the courtyard, and looking at those familiar people, Luo Wuyou's eyes turned slightly red.

He had the white haired Maternal grandfather Father, the kind Maternal grandfather Mother, the uncle dressed in a set of Confucian Shirt