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Chapter 382

Chapter 382

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"Does the Little Holy Son know this person?" Wu Mubai did not dare raise his head to look at Zhōu Huáng, asking in a deep voice. "Hmph, this brat is currently the most talked-about figure at Dongling University. How could this Holy Son not know him?" Zhōu Huáng gave a cold snort and said, "Since the divine weapon is in his hands, go and help this Holy Son retrieve it. Lately, two people from the Night Clan died, and they are searching everywhere for the true culprit. At a sensitive time like this, it is not appropriate for this Holy Son to make a move."

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