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... ady young and blue.
The gash in his lower abdomen looked hideous, but after the stitch, it was more docile.
That was what Du had said. Only he could describe the marks left by the stitches.
In the end, those people who coveted the bronze bell didn’t dare to make a move. Ghost Hand Number Nine was an expert in the state of prison, so if the wine cup and bell were easily destroyed, who would dare to act rashly?
Even if they were greedy, they wouldn’t be foolish enou ...
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