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The robust woman who escorted Wang Shouye away, adorned in red armor and a black banner, was unmistakably not a stranger, but Wang Shouye's fourth elder sister, Wang Luotong.
Wang Luotong, now in her late twenties, appeared to be only around twenty-four or twenty-five.
Her demeanor had become ever more calm and captivating, like a tantalizing peach wielding a deadly allure. However, the faint murderous aura inadvertently given off by her was akin to the dangerous breath of a wild monster.
The current her was utterly different from that of a delicate and somewhat wronged young girl who once stood before Wang Shouzhe.
"Fourth Sister."
As soon as he returned to his room, Wang Shouye immediately respectfully saluted Wang Luotong with a bow. He then brought out his treasured Spiritual Tea and began to brew for his sister.
