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Unconscientious

編輯: Misty Cloud Translations

When they heard this, they talked no more of it. At the time, Leng Hua told them, but they didn't believe him! How could someone as strong as their master lose to an elderly man?

That's why they wanted to give it a try, but who would have thought the elderly man would start hitting their faces? Who was to blame? They had only themselves to blame. 

Several of them ate their dry rations in silence. At this point, a middle-aged man sitting among them and resting motioned to an elderly man, who stood up, walked in front of Du Fan, and asked, "Please, please may I ask, how much longer do we rest?"

They had been trembling in fear the entire journey after seeing these people with wounds on their faces. Didn't they say these people were outstanding? They were also the mercenary guild's special mercenaries. How could they be beaten in this manner? Were their strength truly sufficient?

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