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A young man’s determined voice was vaguely heard from the huge tent.
“Major General, but you are injured...”
“It doesn’t matter.”
At these words, the tent’s curtain was opened and a young man wearing dark black scale armor walked out.
After An Rushuang saw him clearly, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.
His originally perfect and handsome face was now injured with a hideous scar sprawling directly down from the corner of his eye. The flesh on on ...
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