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Spencer suddenly jumped up from his recliner in a lively manner as if he had seen gold.

"My daughter-in-law has come up the mountain. Hurry up and close all the formations."

The people in the hall were all dumbfounded.

One of his concubines reminded him. "Old Master, how can you close off all of the formations? What if the bad guys take the opportunity to enter?"

Spencer's fear of death had been obliterated. "We Yorks have 108 strongholds, yet we're afraid of a couple of tourists? What will happen if word gets out?"

The little concubine sighed silently.

In the past few years, the old master had tried hard to force the young master to marry and have children. In the end though, it was all in vain. If there was a woman who could sweep the young master off his feet, the old master would definitely treat her as his savior.

Spencer closed the roadblocks into the mountain, and Cole hurriedly rushed outside.

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