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... "Release her."
In the flower garden, a composed and intellectual woman clad in a Confucian robe stood between the young Confucian scholar and the girl with the fox-like eyes, yet the latter two’s hands were still joined.
At this moment, Zhu Yourong turned her head and softly spoke to Zhao Rong, who was holding onto the tearful fox demon without letting go.
Zhao Rong looked down, pursing his lips silently, tilting his head slightly, and frowning at her.
Zhu Yourong ...
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