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The little girl's face was thin and she quickly blushed.

Fang Zhixing scratched his chin and suddenly laughed nervously.

If that bastard knew that his precious disciple had become the son-in-law of his mortal enemy's disciple, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood three liters of blood!

He, on the other hand, did not need to spend a single soldier