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The young aunt's attire was rather peculiar. She wore a bleached white daoist robe, a wooden hairpin adorned her bun, and she held a talisman in her left hand while a sword rested in her right. Behind her, she carried an unfamiliar seven-star sword.,He Qing suddenly slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and stared down at Li Chunmei with hawk-like eyes. "Li Chunmei! If it weren't for you, perhaps Su Wanwan wouldn't have been kidnapped, or maybe she would have been found by her biological parents long ago!",The land was hazy, and there lay a ruined city in the crimson rain, silent and lifeless.。