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"I didn't mean that."

Zhou Ming was speechless. Was his master's heart made of glass? He could not accept it at all.

"Then tell me about Flame Peak."

Meng Yu picked up another glass of wine and drank it.

Zhou Ming did not think too much about it. Maybe his master was investigating how much he knew about the sect.

"Flame Peak is a secret existence in our sect