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Lin Ming's complexion became incomparably ugly. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, and then said with a wry smile, "Junior Apprentice Brother, are you joking? I am your senior. "

The old Daoist pretended to ponder as he earnestly said, "Mm, do I look like someone who is joking?"

Lin Ming was stunned. His face was already dripping with cold sweat.

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