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... ing fine tea, it tasted bland.
"Old Meng, do you think Moyu will succeed?" Bai Yiyuan asked, no longer calling him Young Lin, but instead addressing him as Moyu.
Meng Anwen chuckled, "Why would the mighty White God worry about a thing like this?"
Bai Yiyuan sighed, "Moyu's murderous aura is overwhelming. If he had reached the third class awakening or surpassed level 60, I wouldn’t be so concerned. By then, he’d be fully capable of controlling it. But now..."
Meng ...
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