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... artial hall, Li Hu sat on the master’s chair with an expression of enjoyment, his eyes slightly narrowed, his face nonchalant, as if mimicking his master’s usual demeanor.
"Not bad talent, somewhat reminiscent of myself in my youth."
He pinched his voice, deliberately putting on an old voice.
A martial artist sitting opposite him, about the same age, looked helpless.
"Hu, if Old Zhou sees you imitating him, you won’t have a good outcome."
"Am I afraid of h ...
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