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"Lucky you're quick on your feet."
Ao Zhan snorted coldly.
Seeing their leader had fled, the strength drained from the Thunder Department experts; they soon lost their fighting spirit.
After some of their number were eradicated by the Dragon Clan's experts, they promptly surrendered.
Taotie wore a look of speechlessness—he hadn't even enjoyed himself yet, and it was already over?
"That's it?"
Qiuniu couldn't help but complain as well.
He hadn't even exerted himself, and they had already taken this place.
Now, he found it impossible to even find an opponent to fight.
"How about we take down Ziwei Heavenly Palace as well?"
Taotie suggested through a psychic message.
