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... barrassed to ask."

"I told you earlier that you should be more restrained recently."

"Not only did you not listen, but you even intensified, and now you are even getting into trouble with the behemoth of the Heaven Mending Sect."

"Now you ask me what to do? Fortunately, their masters are not here, otherwise, Bulao Mountain might not be able to keep you."

Yang He hated that iron is not the way of steel. After hearing what he said, Yang He's face turned pale with fright ...

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