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Just as Lu Changfeng was about to leave the Buried Dragon Valley, he heard a voice filled with ill intent.

Moreover, this voice was somewhat familiar. It sounded like the voice of the White Tiger Sect's Bai Ling.

"That's him! That little bastard hasn't left yet!" Sure enough, they soon saw Bai Ling leading a white-haired old man.

The old man held a gray horsetail whisk in his hand