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"Mother!"
The moment they stepped outside, Long Shanshan could no longer contain herself. She jumped up, frowned, and said, "That was the Yin–Yang Mystic Fire Cauldron. A seventh-grade cauldron. You gave it away just like that? And to some inexperienced brat?"
"You know nothing!"
The Island Master's wife shot her daughter a sharp glare. Her voice sank. "For Mr. Ling, even an eighth-grade cauldron would be insignificant!"
"He is just a disciple from a sacred land!"
Long Shanshan pouted. "If your daughter wished to join a sacred land, it would not be difficult."
"Disciples of the same sacred land are not equal. Outer sect disciples are far beneath inner sect disciples. Even inner sect disciples cannot compare to direct disciples."
The Island Master's wife drew a long, shaky...
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