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Chapter 117

Chapter 117

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Just as Ye Wanqing was about to order an all-out assault, Jinhuan suddenly rushed out from the crowd and stood in front of Jiang Shuying. Looking into her little aunt's eyes, which were filled with hatred, she spoke in a choked voice: "Little Aunt, there may be hidden truths behind what happened back then! All these years, my father has been investigating the truth about the purge of the Netherworld Pavilion. In the secret compartment of his study, he keeps confidential letters from every participating sect!" Ye Wanqing's curved blade trembled slightly, a trace of hesitation flashing in the depths of her eyes.

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