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... sheng, now with a hint of reluctance in his voice, said, "Brother Leng, when I’m gone, help me look after them. Four thousand taels of Demon Silver a day, we’ll settle up afterwards."
Zhou Liangchen’s bushy eyebrows immediately twisted into a frown as he pondered why he would need looking after.
As a Daoist servant, it was one thing to be unable to lend a hand, but to have his lord pay to have them looked after was quite nonsensical.
But before he could voice his objectio ...
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