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... proaching danger.

Qilin spoke in a warm, leisurely tone, like they were old friends chatting on a slow afternoon.

“Second, let us assume that the hypothetical Qilin and Sir Jiang weren’t the only ones who knew about the Gates of Closure. There was a third party who knew of the Gates. Then Qilin couldn’t go for the solution you brought up. Once exposed, he would immediately be marked as anti-humanity. That would be unfair.”

“Dragon.” Gao Yang caught on. “Dragon had known a ...

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