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... for a brief moment before it came to a stop.
From the courtyard to the left, Mao Yun dragged a middle-aged man, covered in blood, toward the main hall.
From the last courtyard, Zhang Wei emerged with a satisfied grin on his face. "Now I understand why everyone’s crazy about a Mortal-Grade weapon," he muttered, still in shock.
"Indeed, a Mortal-Grade weapon is entirely different from an ordinary one," Mao Yun nodded in agreement.
Creak!
The door to the main ...
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