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Kneeling on the ground, Ling Hua suddenly heard Li Qingming muttering to himself, and it was as if thunder had struck his ears. He staggered under his feet and almost fell to the ground: "My goodness, Master! Could he be a direct disciple of the Primordial Saint Ancestor?"
Regaining his senses, Li Qingming slightly brushed his sleeve, and a gentle force gently lifted Ling Hua.
"Little fellow, wait here for me. I have something to handle and will be back shortly!" Li Qingming glanced at Ling Hua lightly and returned to the villa's main hall.
"Miss Yang, I currently have urgent matters to attend to and can't get away!" As soon as Li Qingming's words fell, a deep disappointment appeared in Yang Menghan's bright eyes.
