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"third prince this is such a great gift, this old man cannot afford it. Sit down! Come, serve us some tea! " Xiahou Bo's white brows slightly relaxed, and his voice was like a great bell. His sharp eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked incomparably kind and respectable. Only, Shen Hanxin knew that the old man in front of him, who was able to sit in the position of Prince Rong