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Since Kindred was so direct, Wang Zhen didn't hesitate. Like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, he pounced on Kindred Sun-Rou.
Rip.
Crash.
Within the spacious mountain cave, the sounds of clothes tearing once again sounded out, and the sound of weak breathing sounded out.
The sound of a melee continuously reverberated through the spacious cave, occasionally echoing in the air