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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

a presence of demonic beasts all around him. The jungle, which was originally empty, with not even an ant to be seen, now emitted waves of terrifying demonic beast aura!This is too strange, Chen Ping... mouth shut.""He's just a young apothecary, how much skill could he possibly have How dare he question Master Chen"Everyone was very dissatisfied with Chen Ping!"Although you managed to bring back Old...