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Chapter 74 - I Told You!
Author: M. K. Diana
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"This young man has truly lost his mind!" whispered one of the monks kneeling in the courtyard of the central hall, staring at Marc. "How could he still dare to speak nonsense in front of Master Dorje?"

"Master Dorje will surely make him suffer!" another monk chimed in.

As they predicted, Dorje's eyes gleamed with fury at this moment. "Kid, go west and meet His Reverence!" Dorje's right hand shot toward Marc's face with incredible speed, radiating a powerful golden aura. The golden glow wasn’t just on his hand—it enveloped his entire body.

With such terrifying power, no one could fathom what would happen next. "That boy seems beyond saving!" one of the monks whispered shakily, closing his eyes. He wasn’t alone—almost all the monks had done the same.

When everyone thought Marc's fate was sealed, the young man simply smiled faintly. Just as Dorje's palm was an inch away from his face, Marc moved with blinding speed, catching the master’s hand. "Not bad! But that’s still not fast enough
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