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... was quite surprised.

After some thought, the Southern Yard had already made it clear to him that they would not accept him as a disciple, and he had previously refused the warriors of the Western Courtyard, now he had refused him as well.

"Could it be that he wants to enter the Northern Courtyard?"

Feng Wujun shook his head slightly, but he gave Lin Bai a faint smile and said, "Since Brother Lin Bai has already made his choice, then let me wish Brother Lin Bai a great su ...

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