The tone was calm, but crippled.
Just as Ava walked to the door, when she heard Julian’s words, her footsteps stopped, her hand on the side of her leg was beaten, and her fist was clenched.
Then, I heard the mother’s voice.
“Old Li, did you hear that? Julian is really a good boy. With him taking care of the peace, you should feel at ease under Jiuquan.”
The mother said with satisfaction to the portrait of his father.
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