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... old snort.
Especially cousin Mo Xiuwen, whose scalp went cold. It felt like the gazes from these eight old men were not friendly at all.
"That rascal is over there watching the show."
The Great Elder suddenly turned around and looked up, directly facing a figure on the city wall. Their eyes met, and the old face suddenly cracked a smile.
Almost in an instant, the person had swiftly appeared in front of Han Yu, followed closely by a few others.
"Quick, foll ...
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