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... s gates, Lou Zigui was sitting on his battle horse. Compared to Grand Preceptor Xie’s aged form, he looked especially upright and filled with vitality even in the rain.
“Is the Grand Preceptor close to dying from sickness?” Oil Jar asked as he hid with Ning Xiaoyao at the corner of the wall.
“He’s pretending,” Ning Xiaoyao curled her lips disdainfully. That old man is too good at acting.
Inside the gates, Grand Preceptor Xie glanced at the carriage full of bodies and look ...
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