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Chapter 145: The Fake Table
The people from the Kyoto Protectorate, you have finally arrived..."It seemed as if the master had expected Xu Shimao's arrival."Since you know my identity, why don't you surrender Do you want me to m..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."Chen Ping's essence and blood burned fiercely within him, the golden light on his body surging violently, like the sun plummeting from the sky!"...Kill him..."Upon seeing this, Zhi Shan's eye muscles...