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... disciples surrounded him, voices rising, postures aggressive.
His hands were already clenched, ready to fight.
Bruised from earlier, he didn’t care.
He wasn’t about to let anyone push him around.
But just before he lunged in, he saw salvation.
Or at least... a fat silhouette waddling into view.
Lin Fan’s eyes lit up:
’Perfect!’
Without a second thought, he raised his arm and dramatically pointed toward the figure now peeking around ...
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