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... ke, by a small river.
Zhang Xiaohao sat by the river, grilling a dozen large-headed fish on a branch. As they grilled, waves of tempting golden aroma wafted from the fish.
"Strange! A whole year has passed, wasn’t it supposed to be only seven days? The strong ones from the Mu Ye Clan would come hunting me down? Why haven’t they come after me yet? Could it be they don’t know I’m the mastermind behind this?" Zhang Xiaohao showed confusion.
This past year, he had been travel ...
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