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... intaining silence.
Ma Liangcai looked sullen; he had not anticipated Mu Lan’s disguise. This fact was proving that many schemes in the Royal Capital had gone awry.
Mu Lan sat at the head, sweeping her gaze over the cultivators entering the tent.
Nascent Soul Level, Golden Core Level, Foundation Establishment Level, there was no lack of them.
But no matter the cultivation level, each was a talent of the moment.
She was the tiger daughter of a military famil ...
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