C1101 I Want All of Them

Great Monarch Ming's face was gloomy and cold. He sat down cross-legged far away from Mu Qing, and did not say anymore words about joining hands.

As for that group of Low-Grade Great Monarch, at this time, they looked at each other, a trace of bitterness evident on their faces.

Now it seemed like their Low-Grade Great Monarch were just cannon fodder!

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