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Gongsun Xingyi couldn't bear it anymore and sneered. He turned his eyes and stared at the old woman of the Jiuli tribe with an unkind expression. He said in a deep voice: Fellow Taoist of the Jiuli tribe, you'd better take care of your tribe. Don't hurt yourself when the time comes. Seeing her makes everyone look bad!...