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Chapter 630

    

the summit, we came across an ancient temple built of bluish-grey bricks. The entire temple was shrouded in incense smoke, creating a hazy and ethereal atmosphere. It exuded an air of antiquity and c...gain, it would be worse than a pig or a dog, I declare!"I don't have a chance, I watch too!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Suddenly, someone from among the wanderi...