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Zhao Fu Yun knew of this matter and thought to himself, if the other party came again, he would personally go out to meet them. If they didn't come again to ask Liang Daozi for the Ling Yu, then this matter would basically be over. He could deal with it later if they encountered each other again.,One poured wine, the other offered fruit. A faint fragrance lingered at their noses. They wore thin, sheer garments, revealing skin as smooth as jade. Snowy elbows peeked out from beneath their clothes, gently brushing his arms and back, leaving a cool, slippery touch.,However, today he himself has become the one who hides a knife within the feast of wine.。