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... ou Tianlai’s severed head.
“Amitabha, does this benefactor bear some grudge against him?”
“Bald b*stard, I told you I’d be back.”
“Benefactor… do we know each other?”
The old monk was a bit puzzled, though the tone of this person did feel vaguely familiar to him.
Li Xuanxiao gave a wicked smile, “You don’t need to know. Just know that this day next year is the anniversary of your death.”
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