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... Mo Ran was minding his own business reaping rice when he suddenly felt a hand from behind pulling his belt down. Quite the shocking feeling, really.

Turning around to see that it was Chu Wanning, who was about to fall over,

was even more shocking.

Mo Ran hurriedly threw the sickle aside to support him, but it was such a bad fall that Chu Wanning was practically already halfway on the ground, and a hand in support wouldn't help any, so he had no choice but to hold him up w ...

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