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... ickered, and the silhouette of Old Man Dong appeared under the pavilion.
Seeing Lian Nichang was still there, the old man’s loud voice lowered, and he winked at Chen Yuan, humming with his mouth.
"Young people have no sense of martial virtues, deceiving an old man like me who’s over two hundred. That wine jug of yours is like a Pixiu’s belly, probably could fit an entire mountain, yet things can only go in, not come out."
Then he flipped his hand, and with a clang, he pla ...
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