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Chapter 145: The Fake Table

    

ord on me. I think many sects in Kyoto are already eyeing me covetously, so I want…""No problem, we'll go right now. I know that those sects and aristocratic families wouldn't be afraid even with the... pain, and slowly walked towards Chen Ping. Moreover, there was a faint scent emanating from her body!It was the fragrance that sent a tremor through Chen Ping's heart, and immediately the Dragon Slay...