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"Duke," Jiang Li bowed to Jih Heng along with Jiang Heng.
"Duke," Jiang Li saluted along with Jih Heng.
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"It's rare to see Miss Jiang the Second out in the sun," Jih Heng said with a smile, clutching his folding fan.
"It's rare to see Miss Jiang the Second out in the sun," Jih Heng, clutching his folding fan with a beaming smile, said to her.
In the cold winter, the fan was no longer necessary, and if others held it, they might be accused of feigning sophistication, but in his hands, it seemed perfectly fitting. It was as if the golden silk folding fan was born to be held in the palm of such a beautiful person. Of course, Jiang Li was well aware that having seen the moment when the peony on the golden silk folding fan blocked the tip of a knife, Jiang Li knew that it was not just a folding fan but the most dangerous weapon, just concealed in such a casual manner.
Just like its owner.
Jiang Li said with a smile, "Duke, you also seem to be in good spirits."