Yuzhu couldn't quite understand what she said.
But the master had spoken, and as a slave, Yuzhu could only listen and respond, standing aside and waiting obediently.
The person you were waiting for will arrive soon.
The figure hurriedly passed through the other door, with a gloomy face, like the wind, and passed in front of the two of them in a "swish".
He was wearing dull black clothes, his long hair was tied up with a hairband, and there were only a few strands of hair on his face.
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