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Yun Xiaomeng's gaze kept flitting from Lan Yun'e's hefty, imposing bear to her face. Her eyes held a hint of envy.,Lan Yun'e: Envy, envy, envy. Big shot, are you still looking for a bed warmer I think I can do the job.,A sword cry echoed through the hall, its intent piercing the heavens.。