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'Asshole! Who doesn't even let their Sahyungs have some rest!'
'I really want to hit him.'
The disciples of Mount Hua were running at their best speed and Chung Myung, instead of being ahead, was behind them with his sword drawn.
Looking at his greedy eyes and his sword stained with blood, the group couldn't help but run fast. Even if their legs fell off, they had to run away from him.
'This bastard is scarier than those bats!'
'I'd rather be happy if the Wudang ...
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