A Peasant Widow’s Romance/C157
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C157

The village chief did not even know when his hand was on the ground, his forehead was drenched in cold sweat. He fearfully raised his hand to wipe, but when he did so with his other hand, the sweat caused his wound to hurt, and the village chief could not help but growl.

With a panicked expression, he looked around. Aside from the sun high up in the sky, there was no one else

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