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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

    

f sadness." 。Gen En Ye Hui let out a cold snort. "Pain There's worse pain than that. " 。You're not him at all, he wouldn't dare ask me for this. 。You're a complete fake. 。" Seeing this, Tang Wulin..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demoned. 。Tang Wulin frowned, “Your Majesty, this isn’t a child’s game.” 。“Of course it’s not a child’s play, I, the emperor, speak with imperial authority, my words are absolute.” 。“Your Majesty,” Tang Wu...