The Master Extraordinary Gathering tonight is scheduled as usual. Everyone is welcomed to participate and to vote generously.
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With everyone in their own state of mind, Nian Bing finally lifted his gaze from the knife, slowly raised his head, and looked at the busy Liao Feng across from him. In a calm voice, he asked, "Master Ming, I hope you will throw me the necessary ingredients when needed. Aim for my chest. Thank you. Oh great Ice-Snow Goddess, lend me your wrath to navigate us to the lost horizon -- Blizzard."
