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... ng old woman...
An eerie feeling lingered in the pitch-black snowy night.
An Evil Ghost?
No, it should be some kind of spirit about to vanish, seeming repulsive but unable to manifest before people.
At the very least, the old boatman beside him kept craning his neck, only seeing the faint glimmer on the lake surface, completely unaware of the bizarre old woman.
"True... True Man, is it a treasure?"
The old boatman licked his lips, his eyes shining. ...
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