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Han Zhaoshou and the others were not called by the madam, but she had become a sacrifice of the Emerald Pavilion.

In the Emerald Pavilion, the madam was not an extremely important person to them.

The Emerald Pavilion was here to sell operas, not people.

Therefore, the position of the madam was extremely low, just a little higher than the waiters.

Dong Lei had never seen the real boss in his previous life.

After all, to be able to create the famous Emerald Pavilion in the Wind Lightning Empire in Jinning City…

The man was very not simple but powerful.

At the same time, Lu Wenhu looked at Dong Lei with a dumbfounded expression. Through the gazes of Han Zhaoshou and the others, he saw the equipment in his hand.

Lu Wenhu could also imagine the weapon Dong Lei had thrown them. This was at least a Quasi-King-level equipment.

Only quasi-King-level equipment could make the five of them reveal such shocked expressions.