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... rtainly can,”
The martial artist sneered, his right hand steadying the blade.
Inspired by this, another man clad in a Taoist robe, who appeared to be in his forties, stepped forward with furious eyes and said:
“Wang Anfeng, I bore no grudge against you in the past nor do I have any recent quarrels, but the reason I’m here is because amongst the hundred thousand under your father the general, my old father was killed by your dad. Should I not kill you?”
Wang Anfeng ...
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