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... now its disciples have sunk so low, mingling with those demonic scum—what utter disgrace!" The merchant caravan leader snorted contemptuously.
His gaze pierced Qin Wenke like a blade, the undisguised disdain practically oozing from his eyes. Aboard the flying ship, numerous cultivators openly jeered and mocked, their voices merging into a deafening uproar that spread through the crowd like tidal waves.
Qin Wenke responded with a cold laugh, appearing utterly unbothered by the hos ...
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