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"Hide… Hide in your courtyard… That… I… I…" Dawa stammered, feeling that he had become speechless. Just now, when he had almost exposed himself, the Second Madam had lied for him. He had yet to ask her why she had helped him lie, let alone thank her, and she had made such a request.

… No, it was not a request, it was to help him again.

Dawa was stunned.

The Second Madam pursed her lips indifferently and said, "Second Master, is there no one you want to hide?"

"Ah…" Dawa neither denied nor admitted.

Dawa was not a fool. Of course, he knew that the opera house was no longer safe. Although the Great Elder and the Sorcerer Queen had yet to suspect that he was a fake Wen Xu, they probably all thought that "he" had been tricked by some vixen. For that vixen, he would do any bastard thing.