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"Are you sure, they have a good relationship with Chen Sansi?"
"Positive!"
Huang Tao, his face half wrapped in bandages, sat on a stool.
In front of him were two Martial Arts Academy Disciples bowing and scraping.
They were Zhang Chao and Li Hao.
How could Huang Tao, who had had an ear chopped off, easily swallow this grudge?
He hated that kid in the garrison, hated him so much his teeth itched.
But he couldn't beat him in a fight.
So he had to resort to underhand tactics.
His fellow servant disciples, Zhang Chao and Li Hao, knew this and ran to offer their advice.
They said they had a way, although they couldn't kill Chen Sansi, they could teach him a lesson.
That was to strike at the people around him.
You think you're great, you're tough, what about the people around you?
"Positive!"
