Even if they startled the snake in the grass, they needed to let Zhuang Weiran and his wife let off some steam, to disperse their suicidal intentions.
Otherwise, who knows how pent up they might become.
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Zhuang Weiran and his wife have calmed down for now, but Wu Tiejun's head feels like it's about to explode.
Fei Xinyu is constantly hovering around, reveling in his misfortune, and Wu Tiejun has considered killing him countless times, but constantly suppresses the urge, because…he can't defeat him.
What's worse is that as time goes on, he is increasingly incapable of beating him.
How can his mood not be extremely depressed!
Various people from the martial arts world keep seeking him out with various identities, begging and pleading him for help.
"Can you recommend a great doctor…thank you!"
"Introduce a great doctor, please …Thanks!"
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Wu Tiejun's heart is bitter; he feels as if he has swallowed many black pills in one breath.
Recommend a great doctor?
