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From above, the little one’s brows gradually knitted together as he listened on. What this old man is saying is that Third Aunt should be the concubine? What a joke!
Baili Jia Jue sneered as a breeze lifted the ends of his robe. The standing collar on his black cloak was made of a ring of silver fox fur that glistened in the light, lining his pale, stunning face and making him seem even colder and more unapproachable than usual. He was like a nobleman who had just awoken from the darkness, his every action exuding elegance and grace. “Loyal court officer? Do you think that I’m not aware of the one million silver you received as a bribe yesterday from the Xuanyuan messenger?”