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... ut do you dare to take?"
Xiao Yi’s face was filled with a playful smile as he asked, seemingly smiling yet not smiling.
As soon as these words fell.
All the attention in the banquet hall gathered on Ouyang Wuxiu.
His expression shifted unpredictably, his fists clenching and unclenching intermittently.
The veins on his forehead bulged and pulsed like writhing dragons.
Rage!
Fury!
An uncontrollable wrath!
The Ghostly Elder was ...
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