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The cultivator laughed, pointing at his slack expression. "My goodness, look at your face! Why ask if you thought I'd say no?"
Qian Meng felt himself blush. "I don't know. It's a knee-jerk reaction to speak my mind when I'm around you. Is that some sort of power?"
Lei Hua sat up, grinning as he clapped a hand on the prince's shoulder. "Yes, the power of charisma!"
Qian Meng scowled, leaning away. "Forget I asked.
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K. Klein (The Failed Assassination of the Thunder God: A Dark Cultivation Fantasy (TFAOTTG Book 1))