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... he could detect He Junli's intentions from a mile away. She didn't know what was He Junli's reason to be hostile to Li Huang but she wouldn't let her have her way like this.

Hu Anjing turned to face Li Huang and prompted him to speak.

Li Huang didn't want to get into any sort of conflict at this point in time but didn't reject Hu Anjing's offer to talk.

"Li Huang, the chief disciple of the heavenly sword sect." Li Huang said. He Junli didn't like it that her plan didn't w ...

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