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... en lay our hands on the prize, how we plan to divide it is nothing but idle talk, Chang,”

Li Wuyi finally won’t be singing a different tune with me this time, will he?”

This was a modest guest room, equipped with an inside and an outside partition. Hu San sat in a chair on the outside, while bizarrely shaped demon immortals perched on the table, cabinet, and beams. As soon as his voice faded, the inner door burst open, and a purple-black snake body filled the entire area. A snake ...

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