Yuanyun was at his desk, filling his papers, his long white hair in a ponytail, his face stern, he heard his guards come in, panting guard: One of the homeless just stole some things from the downstairs! Yuanyuns face darkened a little and he looked out his window to see you running away, scared, a guard chasing you, he got up, walking over outside, he looked at the guard Let them go. They can have it.
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