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"Master Wang! Why?! Can't I, Old Han, bear all of this karma?! " Han Feilin held the dagger in his hand, his face was filled with pain.

He didn't want Wang Qian to be so patient.

"Master Wang, as long as I kill all these villagers, those Yin Spirits will be rootless duckweed. This cause and effect will not be considered as yours, and if I were to deal with these Yin Spirits