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... old. Rising, he said, "I am going to see the tribe leader."

Bie Yanghong replied, "Even if you tell him of your speculations, it will be meaningless."

Xuanyuan Po somewhat anxiously said, "Then why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"Neither the venerable Daoist nor Wang Po will come, because no one can be sure that this is not a trap."

Bie Yanghong gazed at the now-lightless crystal powder and the crooked wooden pagodas on the floor. He paused for a while, then continued, "In ever ...

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