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... he old beggar echoed around him. As Feng Qing’an looked up, he saw a disheveled Taoist enjoying the meat and cartilage on a chicken bone, not wanting to waste even the smallest edible bit.
“It’s not that I don’t like what I see, but rather I’m puzzled. Why are you guys so indifferent to this matter of the demons?”
With the ability to carry a silent conversation through the phoenix sound technique, Feng Qing’an was now able to master this useful little trick, which was as helpful ...
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