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"No …" "Is that right?"

Qian Wangsun looked at his father, who was speechless, and asked nervously.

Qian Jun took a deep breath and said: "Hand over the head, and that will mean submission to Zheng Feiyue. From what I know of him, he will do his utmost to spread the news, where will you put the face of Divine Medicine Sect?"

Qian Wangsun stammered and did not dare to say anything