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... as a separate plane.
Pushing open the heavy oak door and stepping inside, only an aged magician with a beard as white as snow could be seen.
“Boss, I want to buy magic potions.”
Su Yu rapped his fingers on the table.
At this point, the old magician was busy preparing a pot of green solution in a crucible.
Hearing Su Yu’s words, he glanced up at him, then turned his head away, saying coldly:
“Get out of here! Is this a place you should be? My most b ...
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