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The servant girl held a grudge, but she did not dare let it show on her face.
After just an hour, Zhang Xiajing could not hold on any longer, and his body started trembling.
He grimaced and wanted to beg for rcy from Jiang Ming and the others.
Jiang Ming understood what he ant. He imdiately said loudly, “Mr. Xiajing, if you don’t want to continue kneeling, then get up. We’re not going to the banquet either.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiajing quickly gritted his teeth and did not say anything else.
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