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Fishing Guild Headquarters.
Nan Batian was at his wits’ end, ever since he had been framed by Chen Jie. He had been leading the brothers of the Fishing Guild in a citywide search for the whereabouts of the Zoroastrian Sect’s despicable members.
They had turned the whole city upside down, yet they found neither the demon people of the Zoroastrian Sect nor the so-called military supplies.
In his desperate state, Nan Batian was running around like a headless chicken, ...
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