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Go away, you little trash, what qualifications do you have to speak in front of the inner disciples? The bald man glared at Ma Guan fiercely. He had been in our Sword Sect for four or five years, but he was still only at the level of a martial arts disciple. It was really embarrassing to our Sword Sect. If I were you, I would have crashed to death....