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Eighteen looked at Di Tian, an expression of praise could be seen in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he broke the awkward silence. "Let's go. We should head to Mo City first." Di Tian turned around and nodded heavily. And you, old man, thank you. " The Eighteen smiled and returned the greeting.

Di Tian put away his chivalrous tender intestines. This world was not made up of soft intestines