PREVIEW

... Ah? Upon hearing this, the leader immediately became serious. It’s not like facing a major enemy, but certainly requires cautious treatment.

This person is really not to be messed with now; wherever he goes, he sends a bunch of people inside, and also does things like "review," which is a bit too frightening.

Though the "review" hasn’t appeared for a while, no one can guess where he’ll strike next.

That’s the most frightening.

Anyway, as long as Old Tang is here ...

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