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Jiang Yuan smiled, shaking his head, then put on an undeniable air.
"Sit!"
"Oh!" Shu Xiaoxiao responded softly, then gracefully moved to sit directly opposite Jiang Yuan.
Her head bowed slightly, legs together, hands resting on her legs.
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Yuan's face.
Then he picked up his tea and took a light sip.
Shu Xiaoxiao watched Jiang Yuan in his contemplative state, and without any further movement, she adopted the quiet demeanor of a maiden.
At this time, what flashed through Jiang Yuan's mind were the plans for what was to come.
After a long contemplation.
"Never mind," Jiang Yuan chuckled to himself, shaking his head slightly, "It's about time to make a trip to the Heavens' Chosen Battlefield!"
Hearing this murmur from Jiang Yuan's lips, Shu Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up at him.
"Does Young Master intend to take Xiaoxiao on this trip?"
Jiang Yuan nodded, "Of course!"
Having said that, he then stood up.
