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Luo Ting and Luo Huaiyu fell silent. The two of them looked at Chi Qingzhou with complicated expressions, unsure how to respond. Right now, they were either injured or covered in dust—not in good shape at all. Chi Qingzhou’s expression became even more innocent. Luo Ting sighed, stood up, patted the dirt off his clothes, and asked in a low voice, “Zhouzhou, why did you stop me just now?” If his friend hadn’t intervened, he would have already used the Soul-Calming Bell to forcibly…-
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