Chu Yu was peering at the side. She did not say a word when she saw what Xu Bai had written.
The content of the letter was very simple. It only took one sentence.
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Chu Yu thought to herself,'I'm always alive and kicking every day. How could I possibly be sick?'
He didn't even give a good reason. This reason was obviously fake, and it was ridiculously fake.
"Alright, let's continue." Xu Bai continued to teach Chu Yu as if he had just done something insignificant.
In the room, Xu Bai's voice sounded. The class slowly continued.
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Yin Posthouse.
A middle-aged man in leather armor was sitting on a chair, drinking tea with a giant hammer at his waist.
