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"Don't talk too much."
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Bai Ze didn't even glance at her, responding with a cold voice.
Hua Qijie couldn't help but feel depressed. The fifty Imperial Guards around him had undergone special training, turning them into something akin to living dead, with expressionless faces and a chilling aura, making Hua Qijie and his two companions uneasy.
The black-clad young man following Hua Qijie was named Xia Jin, at the sixth level of the True Immortal Realm, and was considered a close friend to Hua Qijie, having gone through life and death together.
The other woman cultivator was called Tang Caijing, at the fourth level of the True Immortal Realm cultivation, and had a good relationship with Hua Qijie; otherwise, she wouldn't have followed.
"I've dragged you into this," Hua Qijie turned and said to Xia Jin and Tang Caijing with a wry smile.
Tang Caijing seemed calm, while Xia Jin shook his head and said, "This is not your fault, and I can't let you sacrifice yourself for us."
