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This old man is Yang Ping 'an (the matter has been resolved!)_1

"Even your father Feng Donglai didn't dare to talk to me like this, Who Do You Think You Are? You actually dare to call me one-eyed Dragon?" Wan longan said savagely.

"You think you're worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my father?" Feng Jian mocked.

"A piece of trash like you, a disabled person at that! You're not even qualified to carry my father's shoes!"

"You have a sharp tongue." Wan longan's expression was unsightly.

He suppressed his anger and asked.

"Speak! Did you guys get the item?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Feng Jian denied.

"You're still pretending. Do you think we won't know if you don't admit it?" Wan longan's expression was Savage as he took out his blood drinking Dragon Saber from his heaven-earth bag.

The blade was blood-red in color, and there were lines on it. It contained an astonishing baleful Qi.

He charged towards Feng Jian.

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