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In the Hidden Courtyard.
When he opened his eyes, the Daoist covered in dust found himself tightly bound and thrown in a corner of some courtyard. Anger surged within him, and he cursed and grumbled. He stirred on the soil trying to struggle himself free from the ropes.
"What kind of crappy place is this? Why did they attack me out of nowhere in the first place? How bold! If they knew I am a cultivator, they would’ve probably knelt down and called me grandpa!"
Ire appeared on the Daoist’s face, and he struggled for a bit till the rope came loose, and he wriggled out. Finally free, he began grumbling in frustration, "Dammit. Thankfully no one will ever know about this. But I doubt anyone would believe me anyway if I told them that I was knocked out cold by a hit from a couple of ordinary people.”
"I’d believe you,"...
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