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... e shelves. Everywhere a scene of devastation met the eye.

Tiger Lyu walked with long strides, watching the shocking scenes, with his heart wrenching. After all these were his subordinates and fruits of his painstaking efforts!

All of them were totally destroyed overnight. How could Tiger Lyu not be enraged?

Soon, he entered the hall, with his eyes bloodshot and face looking somber, like a furious ogre.

The subordinates had already started to search for invaders, b ...

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