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That night, Shi Hongfang brought Jiang Beiran out for a barbecue.

Jiang Beiran couldn't tell what kind of meat it was when he took the first bite. After asking, he realized that it was actually sandalwood.

Although he didn't know what it was, it didn't stop him from thinking that the meat was delicious.

After finishing the roast meat, Shi Hongfang suddenly turned to Jiang Beiran and asked,""Beiran, are you really able to endure it, or are you really not curious at all?"

"May I know what Senior is saying?"

"Aren't you curious why I was the one who found you and not Lan 'er's father?"

"I believe that I will know when I should know."

"Hahaha, you will know when you should know. If all the juniors in our clan had your temperament, I wonder how many coffins we could buy less."

Shi Hongfang nodded in satisfaction and continued walking forward."In that case, I'll be a little more at ease handing Lan 'er over to you."

"Huh?"