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... ead to look out the window and snorted coldly.
"Red powdered skeletons."
"As a sword cultivator, no matter how many red powdered skeletons I see, only my sword remains firm."
Chen Qiu grabbed a peanut and tossed it into his mouth, drained the cup of wine in his hand, and then, propping his cheek with his hand, he swept his gaze over the seven or eight girls, one after another, before waving his hand dismissively.
"Bring in another group."
"Alright."
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