The young master of White Camel Mountain seems to have grown into a handsome and elegant young master, surrounded by many concubines.
Wan Ran sighed inwardly, gathered up his fur cloak, and huddled deeply in the chair, "A bunch of common men."
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"Of course, of course." His eyes filled with emotion melted into her.
Wan Ran lowered his head, his cheeks red as blood, making him laugh out loud.