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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
at moment, the door opened and Dong Jiahao also walked out."Dad, is something wrong"Dong Jiahao was in his room, listening to his father's words, knowing his father was definitely not joking."It's not...ambushed and had no choice but to seal himself here.""We have lived in harmony for thousands of years, how could we suddenly start a war that would cause the heavens and earth to collapse, order to cr...