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"Hmm?"
Master Jiang Dali coldly stared at Murong Fu who stood in his way, the corners of his mouth turned up in a signature faint smile that sent shivers down one’s spine, "Murong Fu... it seems you were not quite satisfied with our exchange earlier?
Just right, our scuffle was interrupted by that old fart Yue Buqun, and I was quite displeased too. Let’s go again then."
As soon as his words fell, the Golden-Backed Nine-Ring Great Saber in Jiang Dali’s hand moved, ...
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