Dong Lin was in seclusion, and he felt uneasy.
He stood up and called for the King of Shaq.
After a series of detailed inquiries, all he got was,” It’s normal. There’s no accident. Master, don’t worry!” And so on.
Even though he had received the affirmation of his subordinates, Dong Lin still couldn’t calm down.
It affected his cultivation.
“What exactly went wrong?”
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