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"Hall Master..."
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Seeing the look in his eyes, the man in black grew tense.
"Feng Zhaoting said, "Ah Zhu, you've been with me for 20 years, haven't you!"
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The man in black, Ah Zhu, nodded, "Twenty-one years ago, I was fortunate to be chosen by the Hall Master to learn the Thousand Threads Destiny, when I was only 17!"
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Feng Zhaoting said, "For such a long time, you've been loyally serving me, and I have provided you with cultivation techniques and opportunities, allowing you to gain the strength you have now. Now it's time to repay me!"
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Ah Zhu clasped his fist, "As long as the Hall Master commands, your subordinate will not shirk any responsibility..."
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Before his words were finished, three slender needles shot straight out from Ah Zhu's sleeves, their cold light threatening, aiming straight for Feng Zhaoting's brow, chest, and heart—three vital spots.
At the same moment, Ah Zhu turned and fled outside.
