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... forgotten the organization’s instructions?”
“It’s no longer important to know whether it’s Gaotian Plains or not. We can’t leave now even if we want to.”
A few people whispered to each other under an old locust tree.
They all turned to look at the stele that was surrounded by the crowd.
Unfortunately, none of them could decipher the real meaning of the words on the stele.
Thud…thud…thud…
A rhythmic knock came from behind them.
“What is it? ...
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