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Chapter 812

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Gu Hanyuan sneered:

"You don't know what kind of filth the Southern Shaolin has behind the scenes? Do you need me to point out one by one which lay disciples and warrior monks are full of hostility?

Why can they be so arrogant and domineering? Isn't it because they rely on the prestige of the Southern Shaolin? If we don't solve the Southern Shaolin first, such things will only increase."

Island Masters Long and Mu were unable to refute upon hearing this.

And their faces were even slightly pale.

They felt their state of mind was about to be shaken.

Coupled with the fact that they were already injured.

Their unstable realm even showed signs of slipping.

The two looked at each other.

Knowing they couldn't continue to fall into the other's rhythm.

Island Master Long said with a dark expression:

"Wutian's words make sense. But the 'Luo Wang's' way of doing things is contrary to ours, so please forgive us for refusing."

Gu Hanyuan had long expected this.

People who could reach their stage.

None of them had weak wills.

How could they be so easily subdued?

As for controlling them, that was even more ridiculous.

How could one become a powerhouse without the dignity of a powerhouse?

Therefore, Gu Hanyuan had never had designs on people above the Grandmaster realm.

Saying so much was just to strike at the opponent's state of mind.

People who had just broken through their realm were most afraid of problems with their state of mind.

If things went wrong, their realm would fall.

The two had damaged states of mind.

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