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Cold sweat poured down him again. If his earlier thought became reality, would he no longer be worthy of primordial calculation?
His instincts told him that, in that case, he probably would not even notice the Moon-Shaped Stone falling...
Luo Bin picked up the Moon-Shaped Stone and held it against his chest, murmuring, "Forgive me, Patriarch."
"Uncle Tang, are you feeling unwell?"
"Then we can do what we talked about another time. I'll come find you when you're feeling better." Zhang Ze shrugged slightly, a trace of disappointment on his little face.
"There's no need to wait. I'm better now." Luo Bin took a deep breath, and gentle composure returned to his face.
Luo Bin still had a vague idea of what Zhang Ze had said.
Zhang Ze had said there was someone in this old neighborhood who was a good person but had always been terribly unlucky. Though Luo Bin had not caught the details, Rewind came in handy again.
Excitement returned to Zhang Ze's little face. He led Luo Bin in a certain direction, and Luo Bin followed.
In the opposite direction, the figure in the broad hat and gauzy robe appeared by the roadside again.
Someone stepped out from behind a doorpost.
It was Qian Tongbao. He was no longer wearing the formal attire he had worn at the City God Temple.
"Not a Great Master." Qian Tongbao looked thoughtful and murmured, "His aura was unstable. He nearly suffered cultivation deviation."
The Day Patrol wanted to issue a warning. Qian Tongbao did not want to invite trouble, but he was still curious about who this "Tang Yu" really was. Thus, he had come over and happened to see the man lost in confusion and indecision.
Yet the Day Patrol