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Myriad Buddha

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What are you planning to do? I just want to use the road, can't I even walk?" the shifty-eyed middle-aged man yelled, trying to act tough.

Chu Li's Modesty Sword swayed lightly in the wind. "You don't have to tell lies to a person who already knows the truth. To be able to hide your cultivation level as a Grandmaster to this extent, and even manage to conceal it from the Imperial House High Officials, you are quite amazing."

"Who is a Grandmaster? Who is a Grandmaster?! I don't know what nonsense you're sprouting. Does this place belong to your house that I cannot even walk around here, isn't that going overboard? The Imperial Residence of King An is not the Imperial House anyway, can't I even pass by?!" scoffed the middle-aged man.

Chu Li laughed. The man looked like he still thought that he was in the clear and that Chu Li was just testing him.

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