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... as undone, Wei Youfu sat on the stairs weakly. Rationality and despair wrestled in his eyes.
“I agree but it’s dangerous for Han Fei to touch cursed objects directly.” Xu Qin picked up the cracked blood red paper doll. “I’ve seen this doll before, it hides deep inside the convenience store, controlling its many paper doll creations. It’s impossible to deal with, who would have thought it’d one day die in our neighbourhood.”
“Sis, do you know about its history?” Han Fei was quite inte ...
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