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Martial Arts Training Center.
Second floor, inside Gale Martial Hall.
Beneath the huge plaque that read "As loyal as a six-year-old dog," Lv Yaofeng slowly put down his phone.
His face had become extremely ugly, and his mood instantly turned very foul.
"Qingjiang City, Martial Pole Academy!"
Seven words, yet they cost him a total of two hundred thousand in funds. Calculating the cost, it could indeed be said to be worth a thousand gold per word.
But in his view, this money was well spent...
After all, this money was given to a teacher, who was willing to risk punishment to help him gather information.
But if it were given to that person who had weighed heavily on his mind until now, it probably wouldn't even cause a ripple.
"Lin Yuan, oh Lin Yuan, I didn't even settle the score with you for killing my capable assistant, yet here you are, so eager to stand against our Gale Martial Hall once more. Do you really enjoy dancing on the edge of a knife that much?"
