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Having lost Qin Lin, the two of them were distressed, especially Shangwen Yazhi, whose people and horses were disrupted early in the morning. She thought Lin Heng was retaliating, so she confronted him with a few words in the canteen, only to have Lin Heng reply in front of everyone, "Find my wife."
His eyes were sorrowful, his demeanor melancholic, yet carrying a hint of aloofness.
Sincerity can be seen in earnestness, the depth of love in the bond of husband and wife.
Qin Yu, who had just entered and sat down: "..."
I almost believed that crap.
Snort!
Jiang Muchen, who was drinking soup, spit it out.
The face of Lin Sang across the table darkened as he quickly shielded himself with a saucer.
Not a single person present wasn't shocked, including Xu Jingchuan and the Grandmaster's Wife.
Even though they were all martial arts bosses, they knew the incident of Lin Heng's wife wanting to eat crab, being assassinated, and her skeleton lost to the water.
