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Perhaps Blood Devil was lying, or perhaps it was true.

Luo Yang did not want to hand over the Soul Bead to Blood Devil; that would be a huge loss.

Splitting the power of the Soul Bead fifty-fifty was the greatest compromise Luo Yang could make.

"Miss Mo Ye, that’s fine. Once we’ve dealt with The Tenth Mu Tan, we’ll go find someone who can prove the Soul Bead is yours," Luo Yang said.

"Do it now!" Blood Devil urged.

The Tenth Mu Tan was still nearb ...

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