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... m his reconnaissance mission.
Despite being the old man’s disciple, Ye Xiuwen was hardly courteous with his master. He poured a bucket of cold water over the old man’s, engulfing his head completely, causing the old man to think for a moment that he had been tossed into a pond of sorts. Naturally, if there were a pond near the inn, Ye Xiuwen might well have done even that instead.
“Where’s Jun Xiaomo?” Ye Xiuwen cast an ashen look at the old man. His voice was incredibly placid, ...
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