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There are only two kinds of people who would dare to intervene at this moment, one is an idiot, and the other is someone who truly possesses strength.
And the person who just stepped out of the Medicine King Valley doesn't seem like the first kind at all.
The man who just walked out of the Medicine King Valley was wearing a golden robe, but its style was far from the modern dress, with unusually wide sleeves and hem.
This man seemed to be in his thirties, with a handsome and vibrant appearance. What was strange was that he was wearing a crown, an item which has been out of fashion for a long time now. His attire seemed as if he had walked out of a few thousand years ago.
Ye Xianmao looked slightly embarrassed and bowed to the man, saying, "Brother Shangguan, this matter has already been resolved by me. There is no need for you to take action."