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Zhao Fuyun felt a resistance hidden within. He knew that if he wanted to help Liang Daozi avenge his death, he couldn't do it through the academy; he had to do it himself.,These days are the time when the latest batch of disciples from Tian Du Mountain Temple leave the mountain, so all the brothels and teahouses in the city are full of guests.,Just like everyone else, Zhao Fuyun knelt behind a low table. On his left and right sat two beautiful young girls.。