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Chapter 848: Familiar Faces
the scent of sandalwood on him, I remembered it clearly. It was the same incense burned when offering incense to Buddha. It appeared on him, faint and pleasant. But I couldn't see his face because ev...ne when I went out today. It was just a delusion. Only now did it come to mind. These days, you’ve been living in the manor and have never gone out or lost... 。That night on the 15th day of the twelf...