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Qiao Nan stood in the middle of the Main Palace with his black hair dancing in the wind, appearing extremely proud of himself.

Every word was like a gem, it did not put Chang Yi, Chu Hongshan and the other elders in its eyes, and completely tore off their ugly faces.

Qiao Nan's words were like a thunder from a clear sky, landing in the great hall, the might of his words resonated endlessly