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... idn’t reveal his face at the time.
His face was shrouded in black mist; this appearance was probably the image of a hero in the painter’s mind.
He looked at the worshipers around him, and a vague thought arose in his heart: "These devout academic cultivators might be able to cut off a bit of Qi fortune value."
He merely glanced deeply at Xirong Academy, didn’t even enter the gates, and melded into the crowd, disappearing without a trace.
He needed to contact his f ...
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