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Looking around, one sees some rather old windows reflecting on a weathered wooden desk adorned with the four treasures of the study. One leg of that desk, seemingly unbalanced, has even been propped up with a stone.,His wife, Qin Yutong, since being sent to the sect by her people, they had met no more than a handful of times. Not to mention any conjugal bliss or wedding nights, they were a couple in name only.,At this moment, Mengwu found himself powerless, slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the shattered potion beneath his feet. Before him stood a gorgeously dressed attendant, but her face was as sharp and cold as it could be.。