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... u would be here at this hour!"

"Hmm?" Feng Shen’s eyes shifted from the Dragon’s Roar manual to the source of the feminine voice that had intruded upon his relaxation.

Standing in the bamboo doorway, a young woman froze under his gaze, clutching a basket tightly as her cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

She had long hair, half black and half light blue, cascading down her slender back. She wore a plain black hanfu, unadorned and simple in design.

One eye was a lig ...

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