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Hui Doudou called out to the back kitchen. Receiving no reply, she walked straight in.
When Meng Junzi had been eating at the small shop earlier, if he had extended his immortal consciousness, he would have discovered that Hui Doudou was not the only one in the kitchen—there were two people.
The paste Meng Junzi had eaten was made by the other person.
A woman in a cyan dress was wiping down the stove, methodically tidying up various cooking utensils and stowing them away in a storage ring.
She turned her head to look at Hui Doudou, who had lifted the door curtain and was peeking in. With a long sigh, she continued her work. “Why did you have to fight him? If you hadn’t acted, who would have known you were an immortal?”
Hui Doudou walked over to help Qing He pack. “He reminded me...
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