"Brother Yan, is it true or false?"

"No, what a joke, we are related to the ninth-grade extraordinary sainthood?"

"It doesn't make sense, when did we become that important?"

"The ninth grade extraordinary and saintly, even if it is a saint, I dare not say that it can affect it, let alone us..."

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Everyone was shocked by the news.

What a joke, this doesn't make sense.

"Gudong!" Yan Wuhen killed most of the bowl of wine in one sip, then put down the bowl of wine and said, "I will ask in detail. The old man at my family won't tell me anymore. We will know when the time comes. This matter should not be fake, but my old man was in a bad mood that day. If I want to ask more, he won't tell me."

Yan Wuhen didn't say much, and he only knew one scale and half claw, but just one scale and half claw was enough to shock.

It turns out that the Holy Banquet is not just a matter of face, there is such a thing.
Chapter completed!