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... run down his spine, realizing he might have misspoken. He hastily clamped a hand over his mouth and stole a glance at Tang Tian from behind Min Zhenkang.

As expected, Tang Tian’s face was on the verge of eruption, prompting Murong Fu to quickly duck behind Min Zhenkang for cover.

Murong Lin was well aware that his brother had slipped up again, as Tang Tian’s breaths grew labored beside him.

“Min, here’s a Wind Thunder Talisman. It can withstand a full-force strike from a ...

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