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"Old Master Marquis! Old Master Marquis you..."
Soft calls of yearning followed from behind, but Di Yelei's steps did not halt; if anything, he walked faster.
As if he were being chased by a specter.
"Old Master Marquis! Old Mas..."
Xing Pan'er called out several times in succession, only ceasing when the figures in front of her had disappeared at the end of the path. A curious smile then spread across her face.
Don't think you can escape the first day of the Lunar New Year and be free on the 15th day of the lunar month.
The days are still long! After all, she had time to grind him down slowly.
Thinking this, her face became much more composed, and she turned to go back inside the room, beginning to give orders to the servants in the manor.
"Servants! Hurry and prepare some food for I the Madam. Have you not seen how far I have traveled, nearly dying of thirst and hunger? Must I cry out before you start moving?"
