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Dong! Dong! Dong!

Zhang Biao was kneeling in front of Lu Yu. His head kept hitting the ground, making a steady and powerful sound.

It could be seen that he was really afraid. Every time he knocked, he exerted a lot of force. A bloody hole was formed on his forehead. Wisps of dark red blood flowed down along his forehead.

After kowtowing for almost the time it takes for an incense stick to burn