A man in his thirties, with a handsome and refined face but a resolute expression, sat at an Eight Immortals table in a small wooden house.,He was about six feet tall, lying on the bed in the small courtyard.,Ye Chen shook his head. He didn't understand. Didn't he fall into a coma How did he end up here。
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