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Yang Bo held the bronze mirror and stared at the civet cat, "Fellow Taoist civet cat, do you still have any more tricks up your sleeves?"

Yang Bo stared at the civet cat. He really did not want to say anything more. He had already given the civet cat a chance, but the other party did not seem to cherish the opportunity.

He raised his hand and the small golden bell rang once again