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... here is he?"
The drunkard seemed not to hear Jun Moyan’s question, gripping the sides of his clothes with both hands, his tearful eyes fixated on him, clearly no longer sane.
He?
That Demon Clan member with the mask?
"Why are you looking for him?"
The drunkard’s sudden appearance, sudden breakdown, and his insistence on finding that person regarding the tattoo were all too much for Jun Moyan to digest.
He knew the drunkard longer than he knew Qing ...
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