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He owes him, an arrogant prisoner
Luo Wuyou sat by the side of the bed while quietly staring at the man, as though she did not see the sinister yet murderous glare from the Many dissenting confucian your majesty behind him, only leaving a view of Qin Huang's back. Naturally, she did not see Qin Huang's face, which was turning darker and darker like the bottom of a pot
