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Hesitating, panicking, he raised his hand nervously.
Xia Lin looked at An Dong.
"What's the matter?"
With a "pop", Anton slid down from his seat and knelt down in front of Xia Lin.
"My esteemed soul master, I don't know... I wonder if you can summon other... other people with fate?"
Xia Lin didn't say a word.
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, then slid down his chin, and then fell down the front of his clothes along the mask.
The atmosph ...
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