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The corner of Yao Wuhen's mouth slanted, and only after a long while did he look at Luo Tianpeng: "Then the day after tomorrow, if the nocturnal fox tissue truly sends people to kill us, will we resist, or not?"

This question gave Luo Tianpeng a headache. He rubbed his swollen brow and paced up and down the room, sighing. He couldn't think of anything for a long time