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... , golden particles rolling in like the morning glow.
Unfortunately, it’s not for Wang Wu.
So he didn’t bother to look, just closed his eyes to feign sleep, ready to drift into dreams, when suddenly, he heard voices. Those two Human Race Cultivators walked out from the formation of the campsite.
The young one seemed fine, but the older Human Race Cultivator appeared somewhat weak, his face yellowish, as if injured in last night’s battle.
But Wang Wu didn’t see him ...
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