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... a young man with a smirk pulled out ten porcelain bottles from his storage ring and threw them on the ground, "Sister Xue mentioned you. You've toiled for over ten days gathering potions, haven't you moved yourself to tears?"
"How about that?"
Ma Yinxue, arms crossed, looked at Fat Long with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Do you feel a fire burning inside you right now? Uncomfortable and angry? Yes, that's the feeling. I felt the same every time I asked you for money to buy ...
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