i Chen narrowed his eyes, staring at Zhou Ping'an. The snow fell heavily; a thin layer of white had already accumulated on him. It was obvious that Zhou Ping'an, who was frail, was now very cold, his...Chapter 186: The Fresh Dynasty Embassy she's smarter than you. She can run, can the White Lotus sect run With so many high-level experts from the White Lotus sect dead here, Li Yinhu would not just let it go Would the White Lotus sect as...
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