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"What about those 30 years? Are you willing?" asked Chu Jin.
"Willing! I am willing, as long as it does not let Manman's soul disperse, even if it means exchanging my life for hers, I am willing."
Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Good, then I will satisfy your wish."
A smile immediately appeared on Wen Ziyao's face, "Thank you, Master Chu, thank you, Master Chu."
Chu Jin turned around and picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the wall, opening it leisurely. In an instant, clusters of deep red plum blossoms bloomed upon the umbrella's surface.
At the same time, Lin Xiaoman's body transformed into a wisp of golden light and vanished onto the surface of the umbrella.
"Master Chu, where's Manman?" Wen Ziyao immediately looked at Chu Jin nervously.
Chu Jin spoke with a calm voice as he closed the umbrella, "She's fine, just temporarily taken into the umbrella by me, she won't disperse her soul, I will arrange for her reincarnation, don't worry."
