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... be that Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch, is disregarding the lives of the countless Witch Clan’s children?"

Wu Xian sternly questioned.

"I..."

Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch, was at a loss for words.

He could risk his own life for the Witch Clan, but he couldn’t bring himself to say that he would do the same with the numerous lives of the Witch Clan’s children.

"Alright, Zhu Rong. Let’s no longer argue, let’s drop the matter of attacking Shouyang Mountain."

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