Chapter 1297 I'm a master of the game.

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A few days later, over a plain, dark clouds rolled over, and there were dark thunderstorms. The air under the sky was low and depressing.

On the plain, Lin Waner stood alone, dressed in a suit of close-fitting armour, like a woman soldier about to go on the battlefield....

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