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... us, and they’re obviously on their way to get us. We must now avoid a battle while minimizing our losses.”

The majority of those present agreed with Lu Yu’s words. After all, nobody wanted to bet their lives on a losing fight.

“Let us begin the teleportation. Take out your scrolls and teleport to the mines; we’ll take refuge there.”

“Captain, who are the enemies?” One of them raised his hand to inquire.

“The Truth Department.”

“Huh? Weren’t we done fightin ...

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