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... eople who saw Zhou Yu arrive. That person wanted to say, “Tribe leader...”
Zhou Yu quickly raised his hand and placed his finger on his lips to make a gesture —— shh, don’t speak.
Zhou Yu curled his thin lips and looked expectantly at the movements of Xuan Yingluo. He did not say anything, naturally not wanting to disturb these men’s revelry.
Seeing her being humiliated and trampled on, he felt very happy.
There was no one here to help Xuan Yingluo either. It was ...
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