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Seeing that Gao Sishu remained silent, Wang Qizheng grew impatient, "Earth Thief, what's the matter with you? You've overcome so many great disasters, and yet a mere thing from the Xumi Vein has you lost for words—what can't you say now!"
Just hearing the name, it sounded like a herb; surely it couldn't be like the Dragon Throat Bone, which one might mistake for a real bone, only to find it was actually a Great Demon.
The Xumi Vein isn't so filled with demons, there's only one that truly matters!
"Yeah, what can't you say? Go on, speak freely, speak boldly!" Zhang Fei Xuan said with a dismissive wave of his hand.
He didn't care either; everyone was back now, and Gao Sishu knew what kind of person Big Senior Brother was. Surely he wouldn't say something strange, right?
Keep stirring the pot, will you!
