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Chapter 242: A Pawn
ble. A wave of icy air shot directly towards Chen Ping.Whoosh……Chen Ping suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, and the chair beneath him instantly crumbled to pieces.Chen Ping gritte...Master Hong, we are both from martial arts families. We have no grievances against each other. We just serve different masters. I hope you won’t push things too far.”"We can agree that you go into the...