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It Wasn’t Me

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Elder Qiu, who exactly is she? Why should we listen to her to this extent?" asked a person by Elder Qui's side.

 

'Slap!' Elder Qiu immediately raised his hand and ruthlessly slapped the person who asked across the face.

 

"You fool. You dare to even ask such a question? If you want to die then just find a cliff to jump off of without dragging me down with you," scolded Elder Qiu. Despite his outburst, Elder Qui cast a few glances back at the person he slapped in guilt.

 

The person immediately shut his mouth after getting slapped, not daring to even say a single word more. For something to be able to scare Elder Qiu like this, no matter what it was, for Elder Qiu to squish him to death was just as easy as squishing an ant to death. Was that maiden's cultivation so terrifying to such an extent? Who exactly was this maiden anyway?

 

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