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The county town, Linfeng Hall, inner sect disciple, direct disciple…
Each term fell like a colossal boulder at the center of the lake, stirring up waves.
They had spent most of their lives in this village. The martial masters in the county town were significant figures in their eyes.
Even an ordinary Outer Court disciple was someone they could not afford to offend.
The eldest son of the Chen Family - Chen Yuan, just with a martial arts manual for tempering Qi-Blood, was able to call the wind and rain in their village.
Not to mention the inner sect disciples and direct disciples.
It seemed that the Shen Family was truly going to prosper.
Tian Xiaohu and Zhang Baqing couldn't help but swallow hard, their eyes filled with envy when they looked at Shen Er.
If anyone in Hongshan Village had received the most kindness from Shen Qing, it was none other than the person in front of them, Shen Er.