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Chapter 365 - Do the Weak Deserve to Die?
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... asin burned there, throwing off a spooky light.
In its shine, they could just make out a figure in white mourning clothes, tossing money bills into the flames.
The sight hit hard. “Another… another freaking Specter?!”
Things went from rough to end-of-the-world bad. Blood Handprints and Shadow Killers behind them, this mourning weirdo ahead—they were stuck right in the middle.
While the others locked up, Fang Xiu didn’t flinch. He walked straight toward the mourner ...
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