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"Wait a minute!"

Ye Cheng had only walked a few steps when he was called to stop. He turned around and stared at the man in front of him.

"Your accent is from the East China Sea? From the Lao San? "

"A lackey from the third master!"

The young man stared at Ye Cheng for a long time before he waved his hand! Ye Cheng did not move, the wind from his palm struck towards his face, following that