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... honored guest. Zou Bai did not dare to relax at all. He changed into inconspicuous clothes and stood guard at the side.

William even walked over to greet Jiang An. “Miss Jiang, did you sleep well last night?”

Jiang An smiled and said, “I slept very well. After all, today is a big day. I have to rest well.”

“The scenery in Country F at night is not bad. If Miss Jiang is interested, why don’t you let Allen accompany you for a walk?” William quickly pushed his brother out. ...

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