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Chapter 702: Soap

    

s on his wrists and ankles, Hu Pi had disheveled hair that covered his filthy face. His entire body reeked of a foul stench.He no longer had the vigor and vitality he once possessed.He was just a help...away.Thirty miles away, a scout wounded heavily raced down almost in one breath.With only his right eye, which was blurry with exhaustion, the scout saw the imposing outline of Yueya Pass in the dista...