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Acceptance
"Blacksmithing. What blacksmithing? The weapons outside are all covered in a thick layer of dust. First, go and wipe them clean for me." Yang Yanlei pointed angrily outside: "What are you still standing there for, hurry up and f * ck off!"
"I've clearly wiped all my weapons clean. Besides,
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