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... a trap! This is Liu Yuanhu’s trap! Mo Chen is here too!"
Niu Zidong hadn’t even reached the city gate when he shouted out in warning.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Honglie’s face darkened.
Seeing the dense mass of shadows behind Niu Zidong, Zhao Honglie immediately ordered the gang’s archers to provide cover for him.
"Archers, cover him! Quickly!"
After all, Niu Zidong was a master of the Blood Refining Realm at the Perfect stage. Losing such a high-level combat ...
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