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Dozens of soldiers, all surrounded by long guns and swords, pointed to Xiaoyang and surrounded him in the middle.

Xiao Yang has not resisted for the time being. He will not resort to violence unless his life and safety are seriously threatened.

"Say, are you a traitor from the protoss clan?"

The officer, fingering Xiao Yang, shouted in a cold voice.

Xiao Yang gave a bitter laugh, pointed to his neck and said, "Jun Ye, look at the marks on my neck. Can this be false? I must be a devil.

"Why can't I feel the spirit of the devil on you?!" The officer held on to the doubts....