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Zhang Fatty was covered in blood, his huge and stout figure resembling a bear in the darkness. He gasped for breath heavily, it was unclear if he was conscious.,"Qiyun, isn't the Underworld quite busy" I muttered softly when Jiang Qiyun pulled me up. "There are already seven Ye helping out.",This… I can hug. How come you, Seventh Uncle, can’t。