When the short, thin and white-faced young man heard this, a wave of anger rushed straight to his head from the soles of his feet, his face was flushed, his nostrils were wide open, and he couldn't help but say that he was about to cut at Cheng Yi with the knife on his body.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the knife of the short, thin and white-faced young man had just been waved, and a man wearing shabby cloth shoes...

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