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... bout?

Hurry up and move!

Once the Imperial Court reacts, that batch of bandit silver won’t be his problem anymore!

“Lingshan Temple is supposed to be a place of purification but it has been harboring bandits, this cannot be tolerated! Search the place!”

With a wave of his hand, the Prince of Wutong had his hundreds of men, fierce as tigers and wolves, swarm in.

Cries of surprise and alarm from the monks echoed everywhere.

As for the Prince of Wuton ...

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