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... e’s attention, felt his mind sink slightly.
The gaze from the Sanping Hermit, and the icy stares of the women behind Chu Xisheng, made Li Tiangong’s scalp tingle.
He was panicked, thinking, I never agreed to forge a blade for this guy, nor did I instruct him, let alone have any intentions of killing Chu Xisheng. He still wanted to ask this person if there was any method that didn’t need "licking" to win the beauty’s favor.
Today was entirely the guy’s own presumption, spe ...
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