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... Mud splattered everywhere as the silhouette of Jiang Dali, donning a conical hat and mounted on a tall horse, gradually approached the teahouse, his gaze settling on several groups of people clashing just outside.
"Indeed, there are members of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect here."
Noticing a few oddly dressed individuals among the groups, Jiang Dali’s eyes brightened.
He then looked towards a dozen or so players nicknamed above their heads.
These players, running l ...
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