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... rd through the air, retreating a step.
Six daggers were embedded in the spot he had just vacated.
They formed a semi-arc pattern.
Who?
At this, the examinee with mud smeared on his face and holding a crossbow arrow turned to look this way, a smile playing at his lips.
He had actually made his move; things were getting interesting.
Mu Fan’s eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
"I need the items in your backpack," the quietly sitting, handsome ...
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