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... rent inn?” he softly mumbled as he sat up, supporting his weight. The window next to him was side open, letting in bright sunlight. “When did I lose consciousness though?”

After he dropped off Felia and Farah he swiftly jumped over roof and got to the spot. From his vantage point, all he could see was dust and flames. Xia frowned. He was not able to see Long Aotian anywhere. He was about to jump down when all of a sudden he lost consciousness.

Xia scratched his head, trying to re ...

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