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Chapter 18

Chapter 18

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The accumulated snow on Bujian Peak's Thatch Cottage remained uncleared, catching the sunlight. Looking at Shan Wuque's pretty, eager, and knowledge-hungry little face, Su Bei spoke with a gentle expression: "The so-called attack speed and critical strike are terms I invented myself."

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