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"Back then, it was you who told me that once a peerless Grandmaster attains the fourth realm, that's the pinnacle, right?"
Yang Ge asked with a light chuckle, before his smile suddenly turned frosty, "Do you have any idea what I went through on this trip? If I hadn't seen the danger and retreated immediately, I'd have been sent back to my ancestors the very next day!"
Shen Fa was rendered speechless, "Is that my fault?"
Yang Ge: "So it's not your fault, and that's not your fault either, then what on earth is the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guards good for? Just to wipe the asses of the nobles and royal kin?"
Shen Fa had no reply; he questioned his life.
Yang Ge straightened his ragged clothes with an air of brisk efficiency and casually shouted, "Miaomiao, bring me... Fang, bring in a pot of hot tea for me!"
Fang Ke: "Yes, my lord!"
