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Standing in another clearing, Lu Zhaohe waited for Mu Ranfeng to cry to his heart's content before he tried to comfort Mu Ranfeng, "The hatred of killing my father is something my family hates. No matter who I put it on, I will want their blood to pay for it. You are not wrong, but your strength is in the wrong direction. "

Mu Ranfeng, who had his head lowered and eyes hazy