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... t?" Mo Qingsha’s words were a blatant insult, but no one dared to refute.
Everyone sat there, blushed from anger or shame, but Elder Su was anxiously biting her lower lip. She intended to use this opportunity to get on the Celestial Abyss sect’s good side, but the banquet was quickly turning into fiasco.
The only upside was that the young master fancied Throne Evergale’s alcohol, but it was clear that at some point it could lead to even larger disaster.
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