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In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Everlasting Feast.

It was still the same trick of receiving guests from outside the banquet. It was a beautiful scene of singing, dancing, and drinking.

Today, Su Wanrou had coiled up a delicate bun. On her head was a gorgeous phoenix crown with nine heads, and on it was a dazzling golden stick that shook with each step