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"That's right, brother. If we're brothers, I wouldn't dare to thank you. Good brother, I'm 16 years old and should be older than you. In the future, you can call me big brother!" Xuanyuan Po was so emotional that he was a little choked up. "Brother". He had to admit that the true meaning of these words moved him. It wasn't that he, Xuanyuan Po, didn't have brothers but none of them could compare to the feeling that Beiting Huang gave him.

At first glance, this young man had a new sense of recognition in his bones. The desire to follow and protect him was like the holy beast hiding behind her.