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... rious, "Someone, immediately get them—"
His words suddenly stopped as if his throat had been slashed.
A countenance of unmatched beauty appeared in his sight, but what strongly impacted Amos City Lord wasn’t these extremely striking features, but the sense of oppression emanating from the person.
Amos City Lord’s pupils contracted violently, his mouth agape in disbelief: "Lan, Lan Lan Lan..."
Lancelot wouldn’t even spare him a moment for pleading. He simply pulled ...
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