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The next morning, Yang Zhen, feeling invigorated, set out from White Cloud Mountain toward the Westernmost Land with Han Yan’er and the scoundrel of a cat in tow.
Along the way, Han Yan’er didn’t say a word and occasionally glared at Yang Zhen with big, round eyes, puzzling him to no end.
When a woman starts acting inexplicably, it’s best not to provoke her. This was a survival instinct Yang Zhen had cultivated over many years. So each time Han Yan’er glared at him, Yan ...
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