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Do we meet again? Or part ways?
a bronze octagonal mirror. My brother touched it, and it's an antique.""Mm." His hand squeezed mine with a punishing intensity, painful.Suddenly, the voice of Lin's nanny came from outside the door: "... of me" I glared at him in disgust. He looked like he could barely stand, did he really have the nerveHe sneered, "Thanks to you, I was pecked all over by Mu Wanchen's bastard Divine Eagle and thrown...