In just a few minutes, Ethan Fang saw a naked rabbit in front of him.
Song Qingjian wiped the sweat off his face with his arm, his eyes filled with eager anticipation, "Master Junior, do you think this will work?"
Ethan Fang nodded, turned around and saw Duan Lin, sweating profusely, holding a whip rolled into a circle in his hand, walking down the stone steps.
"come over."
Duan Lin came over, "Master."
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