C958 Tiantong City
Feng Yimo smiled indifferently. These people were indeed tactful. He waved his hand and said, "You guys can leave now. I won't make things difficult for you!"
The few of them felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They cupped their hands and disappeared without a trace. They even forgot about the middle stage of the Suffering Tribulation, the Nascent Infant.
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