So all these people were outwardly full of respect for him, but behind his back, who knew how they were laughing at him for being a complete fool!
At this thought, Jing Luo felt a gradual numbness spreading through his hands and feet, and a wave of panic gripped his heart.
Soon, however, a door cast of pure iron came into view. The Bearded Man was holding his sword in his arms, leaning diagonally against the iron gate. Seeing Fatty and Jing Luo following behind him, the Bearded Man furrowed his thick, dark brows.
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