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However, how could he be a match for Wang Jian, the practitioner? He could only grab the collar of Wang Jian's shirt and started waving his claws around like a dog hanging in the air.

Tian Feifei curled her lips and looked at his struggling appearance mockingly. She sighed with emotion. How could there be such a person in this world? How could he be so shameless …

"Wang Jian