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... blocking all the scenery behind it.
In the center of the wall was a wooden door with a beast face holding a ring.
Seeing the wooden door tightly closed.
Chen Sheng stopped.
Shen Ziming, however, passed him and went to the door.
He had no intention of knocking.
Putting both hands on the door, his muscles exerted a slight force. Rumble—
A dull sound came, and the wooden door w ...
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