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    Chapter 18: Eighteenth Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish "Gossip?" Goudan's eyebrows twitched as he grinned. "I knew that Lu Yuan guy was mysterious. He's definitely got a lot of stories hidden away." "Quite a few, indeed." Siming leaned back, sinking into the chair. With a flick of his foot, he kicked another chair toward Goudan. It spun twice before stopping precisely behind him. "Sit." Goudan sat down with his legs spread wide in a bold stance, sighing, "Tch, this chair is actually pretty…



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