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The goateed old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with bewilderment.

He could not figure out Ling Lanjan's background either. He did not know what kind of sect the Osmanthus Flower Sect was.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the scene in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly. The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile