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... Fellow Cultivator Tang, these pelts are for you!”


An elderly Taoist master walked over to Tang Hao, dragging the corpses of several werewolf clan leaders.


“Thanks!” Tang Hao took them without hesitation.


Those elderly werewolves had a strong cultivation base and their pelts were treasures. It would be best if they were made into fur coats.


Was it cruel? To Tang Hao, those werewolves were evil monsters.


“Comrade Tang Hao!” General Bai and the othe ...

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