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... nstructed. This was a competition between himself and Daoist Snowplume; there was no need for Uncle White or Little Qing to interfere.
“Ning, son, be careful,” the Whitewater Hound instructed.
“Master, beat the crap out of that old Daoist!” Little Qing clenched her fists, full of anticipation. Although she didn’t know exactly how strong Ning was, she knew he was unfathomably stronger than he had been when they had met in the wild marshes of ...
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