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Disciple Trial - Part Three.
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
last update2025-01-24 06:15:36

That night in jail, Eadric Rong sat with a troubled expression. He did not expect that Edmon Ouwyang would slander him and even bribe Leader Liu of Yunshui Chun Village to testify falsely.

"I will not forget this slander! In the future, I will collect my debt from Edmon Ouwyang!" Eadric Rong's voice sounded haunted as he whispered softly.

In front of him was a plate of rice with a piece of steamed bread and cold vegetables for dinner. Although he wasn't from a rich family, looking at the bland food, Eadric Rong had no appetite.

Moreover, just this afternoon he was devastated by Edmon Ouwyang and Leader Liu's actions in the courtroom, making all the tasteless food seem like trash in his eyes.

It was getting late in the night when the first bugle was sounded by the officer. The sound echoed, spreading across the plateau of Mount Wudang, breaking the silence of the night.

Eadric Rong, a young man who still couldn't close his eyes, lay on his thin mattress. His heart was in turmoil, fille
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