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... letely well and had some discomfort.

And since the chubby little girl was his daughter's friend and he also had a simple Spiritual Energy artifact from all the pieces he made that day, Ye Qian thought that it won't hurt to gift it to the little girl.

The hairpin that Ye Qian had given to Huang wasn't a protective artifact and thus it was kept with him since he had made others for the sake of his little daughters' protection.

Initially, it was made from the first few scrap ...

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