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... and warned, "This is the last time."
"Yes..." Mr. Hui’s voice trembled.
The black-robed elder cast a glance, and only then did the Bear Demon Cultivator stop.
Cold sweat poured from Mr. Hui like rain.
"Let’s go," the black-robed elder said.
Mr. Hui, clutching his arm, could only resign himself to fate and head toward the dark tomb pit sealed by the bright yellow copper coffin.
When he reached the pit, Mr. Hui still hesitated.
"Wealth must b ...
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