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... didn't feel too bad, but he wasn't in a good mood either. He began to drink with others.

"Hey! Fatty! How come you're not drinking?" Xu Luo patted Wang Tai on his shoulder.

Ever since they began playing Diablo together, they had become friends and had come for a drink together.

"Of course, let's drink!" Wang Tai froze for a second. He hadn't played the Legend of the Sword and Fairy and had only watched others play it, but he felt the same way as the others.

"It's ...

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