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The masked Sect Leader, Cheon Wol-Seong, was seriously concerned.

The only player who left the region that the system showed him was Seo Ryeong.

Sudden movement

Because it was an unexpected movement and situation, it took them nearly a year to track them down. Still, he thought it could be possible.

In the first place Seo Ryeong did not have a high level of martial arts, nor did she have the personality to cause trouble, and sh ...

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