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On the roof, the swordsman Feng Jun was quite calm. He looked at the two lanterns and thought for a moment, "The monk wants to blame me. What is his goal?"

When the breeze blew, the assassin's eyes lit up. He murmured to himself, "Oh, I know, five years ago I must have robbed the monk's business, so he treated me as his enemy!" However, it was not important