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Ten days later.
In Xinyou District, within the Lu Ku family courtyard.
The six siblings of Wu Mountain sat silently in the living room, expressionless, the atmosphere frozen.
To varying degrees, their eyes all showed a trace of impatience, like prisoners awaiting their sentence.
It wasn't until the sun set behind the mountains that they finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"Ha... he's finally stuck!" Ai Ji couldn't help but laugh.
"Even if he's stuck, he has long been able to control six people at the same time," Shi Xian said somberly.
Ai Ji, as if someone had squeezed his neck, suddenly stiffened on the spot with a gagging sound.
"We have no room to resist anymore," Yu Lin said in a tone as if he was speaking from a jar.
"Worst comes to worst, we'll just die together!" Ai Ji shouted.
Xu Rao didn't speak, but his face was dark and gloomy.
