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... the back were fully unaware of the situation. With their great speed, entering the narrow passage was already congestion-prone. Now that they suddenly began to brake, they descended into chaos.

But the prairie wolves behind continued to run, causing the narrow passage to become overcrowded.

“Dong-dong, when you see the prairie wolves have mostly entered, use the Wall of Mist at the entrance to cut off their retreat,” Li Yao instructed.

“Okay,” Dong Dong replied crisply. ...

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