"Well done!"
As he spoke, Lei Dong suddenly noticed that another figure walked out from behind the bone-faced man.
The figure resembled a monk, bald, but his appearance was fierce, lacking any hint of the Buddhist Sect's compassion.
The bone-faced man waved his hand dismissively, signaling Lei Dong to leave.
Lei Dong felt aggrieved inside, but he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him, so he could only follow his instructions and carefully backed out.
He knew that as the Bronze Blood Gate continued to be perfected, his status was diminishing.
If things continued like this, he would inevitably be discarded one day, but having come this far, there was no turning back.
Occasionally, he entertained the thought of reporting all this truthfully to the Golden Bull Chamber of Commerce.
But what he didn't know was that if he really did that, he would be dead.
To this day, he was unaware that he had been silently cursed with the Unborn Curse.
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