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... to the System sister, she responded first!

[Do not worry, this weapon isn’t cheap for a reason.]

’Oh, do tell me?’

Meanwhile, Yifei looked at the spear with a curious sparkle in her eye. She reached out and let both hands grasp the smooth shaft. Then her eyes widened, with a slight grimace as she tried to lift it.

"Ngh, it’s a little heavy."

[The weapon cannot be damaged or destroyed as long as the wielder uses Fire-Type Qi]

[With Shen Yifei’s grow ...

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