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... lightly gestured with his hand, and the two attendants stepped aside. He might be arrogant and despise everyone, but he dared not make a move in front of the Southern King.
As the words fell, Southern King Dugu Ming walked in leisurely. Judging by his complexion, he seemed in good spirits, not at all showing the listless demeanor from when he began his secluded cultivation half a month earlier.
Next to him, Ye Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, with Hong Qingyan pushing from behin ...
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