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... d smile.

Seeing the identical expressions on Xue Qiang and Su Xiaoli’s faces, a chill ran down Feng Fan’s spine. "Ladies, let’s not resort to violence. Everything can be discussed!"

His plea fell on deaf ears as they slowly closed in on him.

Meanwhile, the leader of the expedition responsible for eradicating the traitorous forces in the Qian Empire was in pursuit of Mao Hu.

Despite Mao Hu’s desperate attempts to flee, the gap in cultivation between them ...

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