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... piece of black cloth covering on his blind eye, held one huge saber.
“Is he one of the four leaders?” Long asked Ying Feng, in a very low voice.
“Nope. He’s only second-rate on martial arts.” Ying Feng replied.
“Well, then…” Long narrowed his eyes.
Ying Feng didn’t know what Long was thinking about at this time, and he just kept his eyes on all around, never laying down his guard.
Meanwhile, the guide of the trade caravan, who called Zhang Cheng had been negotiating ...
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