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... be cursing people?
On the side of the small island, on the beach’s rocks, Wu Wang sat cross-legged on a cushion, eyes closed, seemingly in meditation.
However, the shadow of his Divine Soul on the Spirit Platform was propping up his chin, swinging his feet, and continuously tossing and catching the Yan Emperor’s token.
As thrilled as he was, he hadn’t lost his rationality. Nor did he feel that the other party must respond to his feelings. He was more aware that his stron ...
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