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Why did they have to endure such misery?


Chen Baojia and Zhongli Zhiwei sat on the ground, catching their breath. They broke into complaints when they saw Holy Son Miyan.


"Your Excellency Holy Son, you must bring justice for us!"


"How can there be such a narrow-minded, vicious, and dangerous person in our team!"


"I can't continue on the same path with such a person!"


"She'll kill us sooner or later!" Zhongli Zhiwei exclai ...

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