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Finally, Gus could not bear it any longer and vomited.

In the midst of Qin Yong's exclamation and the sneers of his former classmates, he scrambled to his feet and fled.

While crying, Gus ran out of town and home.

The Gus' house was at the foot of the mountain.

It was a single-family mansion. They were the only family within three to five kilometers.

Today, everyone in the town was watching the trial in the Temple of Fist, and they didn't see any familiar faces on their way to avoid further embarrassment for Gus.

The gate was ten meters tall and made of green stones. The yard that looked like a fortress had indeed been built hundreds of years ago to resist the ferocious beasts.