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... he stood up and walked toward the hall.
Young Master Lang remained silent, repeatedly clenching and unclenching his fists. After doing so for multiple times, he finally chased after Qing Shui, “Mister Qing, please wait!”
Qing Shui smiled as he turned around, “Could it be that you have made up your mind to battle?”
“No… There is no meaning in fighting. Mister Qing, please give me your guidance.” Young Master Lang bowed and sincerely asked Qing Shui.
Qing Shui wasn’ ...
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