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etly, and gradually, his movements slowed down. Then his eyelids drooped slightly. He had played too much today, he was tired, and it was time for bed. Now that the familiar storytelling tone rose, he...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ily swindled away!Of course, the current minor conflicts are just sparks. But given the right opportunity, those sparks can ignite a wildfire. Under the turmoil of He Matriarch and the machinations o...