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... asked calmly.
“Hehe, little friend, you must be joking. I can afford the tea.”
As the Black and White Chess Saint spoke, he waved his hand and instructed, “Hong Yi, make him tea 100 pots!”
“Master, you”
Hong Yi was a little stunned when she heard this.
“You heard me. It’s 100 pots. Go.”
“Okay.”
Hong Yi nodded and placed a pot of tea on the stone table. She turned around and returned to the house.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Li ...
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