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If Zhao Yong goes down, it might be possible to slice a bit of flesh off him - or at least draw some blood.
Gao Ming's face was dark as thunder, and a cold light flickered in his eyes, "Kid, didn't you boast about having an impressive circle of friends? I'm actually quite curious to see what kind of characters are in your circle. If you can bring out someone praiseworthy, I'm willing to admit defeat and kneel to you in front of everyone in the circle. But..."
At this point, Gao Ming's expression darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "If you dare to deceive us, don't even think about walking out of this door today!"
Provocation!
This is an outright provocation.
