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... the courtyard next to their residence.

There was a huge pile of clothes worn by the Lu Family in front of them.

A fat middle-aged man who fashioned a mustache on his face had two strong and buff men standing behind him.

The fat man, Duan San, was the housekeeper to the First Branch Elder.

At that moment, Duan San was in stitches. He fixed his gaze on Qiu Yue and Li Ping. “Oh my, you guys are thinking of reporting me to the Elder Council? Such wishful thinking! Sp ...

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