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“Where’s my wife? Where is my wife?”
Nan Batian’s voice rose up in the courtyard. Upon hearing his roar, the four disciples standing guard outside exchanged looks before rushing in.
They saw an ordinary small courtyard, an ordinary room, and a crazed Nan Batian!
Then there was nothing; the wife was gone, and the maidservant Du Juan was gone too.
Nan Batian glared with blood-red eyes at the four trembling young disciples and demanded, “Where are they? Where ...
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