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... Ye Leng’an’s attempt to shift blame, Master Zhongyu’s expression soured. He gazed at Ye Leng’an, struggling to contain his inner anger. “Miss Ye, let’s speak frankly. You’re well aware of what’s going on with the poison in Lingshan’s body. And as for this Essence Cultivating Pill, surely you understand its nature.”

He could discern that Huangfu Ruiling wasn’t going to intervene in this matter. So, the only breakthrough point now was with Ye Leng’an.

“Master Zhongyu, you’ve misund ...

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