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... as quiet, and only the cold wind at night blew through the treetops, making a whimpering sound. For some reason, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness. They were sizing him up with emotionless eyes.
Eye my ass! Pig Head Rong spat on the ground. He was not someone who would be sad. He was determined to get the Warring States Golden Foil! For this, the death of Bobcat was nothing. So there was no need to stand here and stare blankly at a corpse.
“Wha ...
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