This was the first time he had heard his name from a little bean sprout. There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, and I only felt that all the worries, fears, and a trace of anger were all disappeared by this shout.

Although I knew that the little bean sprout was annoyed and angry, I would blurt out his name...

Chapter 285 of "The Little Master of the Farmland" Time flies is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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