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Faang Zichen felt like he was no longer listening to his words. He was just staring at the object in front of him in a daze.

It couldn't be Helian Jingyu, it can't be Helian Jingyu. It can't be Helian Jingyu, the one with fresh clothes and angry horses.

Faang Zichen looked at the things on the bed and finally knew where the terrible smell in the room came from.

"No, I'm going out