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... to them, and they definitely won’t doubt the truth of your words."
After spitting seven mouthfuls of blood, Ying Zhao’s face paled significantly.
This pallor was visible to the naked eye, despite being pursued by Black Creek all the way, teetering on the brink of life and death, his complexion had never shown such pallor until now. Now Ying Zhao’s face seemed like a rosy apple suddenly drained of all its color.
"Four Kings, we will certainly not dishonor our mission."
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