There was no obvious difference here except for a few defeats, and Feng Aojun looked at the wooden gate leading to the wolf garden with a dull heart.

Half-open, old and dilapidated. Through the crack in the door, I could see that the once green lawn had turned into a gray dust.

She's towards the wolf...

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