The eldest lady of the Qi family, who has a collecting habit, suddenly got up one day and collected a young hero. No matter whether the young hero struggled to escape or showed weakness and begged for mercy, everyone in Qijiabao could only say: "Young hero, don't make trouble."
Can this world get any better? How could such a terrifying existence as Qijiabao exist in the world? How could there be such a strange group of people? Master~Help me~~~~
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