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... th. Everyone in the clan was full of sorrow.

  Wang Teng's father, who is also the current head of the family, never eats or sleeps at night, chanting a sentence all day long;

   "My son, Wang Teng, has the qualifications of a great emperor..."

The faces of the big bosses of the human race are not very good. After all, it is the top talent of the human race who lost to the **** son of the ancient race, but they can't help it. Otherwise, the ancient race might go to war with ...

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