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By the time Su Hang opened his eyes, it had already turned dark, and the entrance of the civil affairs bureau was surrounded by many reporters, as well as a lot of onlookers.
"So many people," Su Hang muttered, as a cloud of Immortal mist appeared beneath his feet, carrying him and Liu Qing into flight.
"Big shot, we've been waiting all day, at least let us have a few words with you for an interview," a reporter couldn't help but shout out.
By now, many people already knew that the person standing beside Liu Qing was none other than the Su Xian Angel, who had slaughtered over two hundred thousand demonic monsters when a thousand Immortals entered Yanjing yesterday.
Su Hang was incredibly fast, and before they could finish speaking, he was already out of sight.