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... n front of the group. Observing their wariness, he offered a slight smile and said, “No need to be so anxious. There might come a time when you all have to call me your senior brother.”

He was subtly hinting at the possibilities.

Murong Lin, the first to relax, respectfully replied with cupped hands, “Senior Ye Lan, you jest. Simply entering the top 10,000 rankings is already a great honour for someone like me.”

Sun Qiao Long also smiled and added, “That’s right. Senior Ye belo ...

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