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... a was terrified in the sky, and a layer of cold sweat burst out from the back of his neck. He slammed down on the hall and kowtowed heavily.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!... I... I was wronged, I was deceived, I have no objection! Your Majesty!..."
Shirot watched coldly, and then looked at Puapu, the dusty soil.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Pua Pua kowtowed heavily three times, and even his forehead was almost bleeding. His thoughts were racing, and he struggled to speak.
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