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Chapter 289
"You're at marrying age already, Tristan. Do you want me to introduce a bride for you?" Sarah asked after a while.
What she was really trying to say was to purchase a bride for her son but Sarah was wise enough to approach the delicate topic with subtlety.
"HAK!"
"HAK!"
"HAK!" Tristan acted surprised. Even some bits of food and milk were regurgitated out his nose.
Indeed, with a man who has lived for countless eons, acting was like second nature for Tristan. Life was but a play after all. An important lesson he learned after the vast experiences he had i
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