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... s with your words!"
A stern reprimand interrupted the middle-aged man’s tirade.
That was an imposing figure standing upon a Mo Long, merely seated on the ground, as if the sound of surging waves emanated from him.
Fu Xiao swept his gaze over the kings, all of whom were dissatisfied with the High Priest and also his allies in the planned action.
"The matter is over. Let us not speak of it further."
"In the time to come, be ready for the Immortal Race’s assa ...
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