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"Pang Jian, look what you've done!"
Realizing the extent of the situation, Han Duping turned his head and glared fiercely at Pang Jian, cursing indignantly, "That forthright and honorable Zhou, what has he turned into because of you?"
After finishing his curse, he quietly tucked the poison powder pouch back into his sleeve and charged forward.
Pang Jian was taken aback.
He thought, wasn't it you who told Zhou Qingchen to go all out by any means necessary? How could this be blamed on me?
With that thought, Pang Jian wanted to join the battle with his spear but was taken aback for the second time.
"Whoosh!"
The Heart Protection Mirror on Zhou Qingchen's chest suddenly emitted a blindingly bright light, accurately shining into the opponent's face.
That person had been holding his breath and had his eyes shut to prevent the poison powder from affecting him.
