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“Are you sure you will be okay? There could be the Spatial Restricting Array in the capital. We don’t know anything about it.” Chu Yan asked.

Hearing his words Fu Chen clicked his tongue.

“Don’t worry! Even if they have the Spatial Restricting Array, I have created a perfect escape art in these five days. Even if they use it, I can still teleport away.”

“I hope so. You have been bragging about this art for a long time.” Chu Yan sighed as he slowly stepped back.

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