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"Ah!"

Before the young man could run away, he discovered that his collar had been grabbed by an old hand. He tried with all his might, but it was impossible for him to break free. The old hand was like a shackle, tightly imprisoning him.

"Little doll, where are you going? This old man is not some man-eating demon! " Old Master Mu's old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum as he spoke softly