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A dozen years ago
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"Chu Mu, today we're going to talk about a very noble and powerful soul pet." Chu Tianmang was barefoot, pants rolled up, stepping on the cobblestones in the river.
Seven-year-old Chu Mu also had his pants rolled up and stepped into the water, but he was shorter, and the river water was almost reaching over his thighs.
"What kind of soul pet is it? Is it very powerful? Can I get it?" Chu Mu's childish face had some stubbornness, looking determined not to be swept away by the river water.
Unfortunately, he stepped on a slippery cobblestone and fell into the water.
Just as he was about to be washed away, Chu Tianmang reached into the water and lifted the soaked Chu Mu out. Looking at his face of reluctance, Chu Tianmang burst into laughter.
