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... trike, successfully restraining its neck.
When he was preparing to clear the bushes earlier, he had already put on thick gloves, which now served as protection. The little creature's sharp teeth bit fiercely into Chen Ying's hand, but fortunately, the gloves prevented the teeth from piercing through to the flesh.
"Don't be afraid, little one, I just want to ask you something."
No one is more familiar with the mountains than these natives.
The native before him was ...
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