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... aged, occasionally lit up by flashes of lightning, with thunder making the house tremble.
Jiang Ziya hadn’t slept all night until a thoroughly soaked Nezha dragged his weary body into the room. It was then that he welcomed him with a broad smile.
"You, struck by lightning, are indeed still alive."
Nezha grabbed the teapot and downed an entire pot of tea before letting out a breath and saying, "Uncle Master, does the heavenly secret truly exist?"
Raising his head, ...
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