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... the future, if I’m not around, you’re not allowed to wash your hair at night.”
“Why not?” Feng Tianlan asked, puzzled, as the hand above her head released Spiritual Force and slowly dried her dripping wet hair.
Si Mobai used his Spiritual Force to dry her hair and carefully untangle a few strands that were knotted. “There’ll be no one to help you tidy your hair,” he explained.
“I have Azurite.”
Si Mobai’s voice immediately turned cold. “That won’t do.”
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