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... ht, the ferryman sat on the deck of the ship, smoking a pipe.
He first took a deep breath, spit out all the smoke rings, then glanced at the man in white in front of him, and smiled slightly: "I didn't expect to meet His Highness Nolan in such a small place, it's mine. pleasure."
"You don't belong to any of the nine races." Rong Jinhuai did not restrain his murderous intentions at all because of the ferryman's smile, and his expression became even colder, "Who are you?"
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