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... ore vocal: “Not enough money and Elixir, and resorting to nonsense in order to deceive the Ghost City. This guest in Private Room One has a really, extremely unsightly face!”

Ru Yan awkwardly adds: “This distinguished guest, the draught that you mentioned has never been seen or heard of by our Ghost City. I’m afraid that it wouldn’t be proper to use it as an asset for bidding.”

Ru Yan explains this, believing that the guest from Room One would be able to sound out the difficultie ...

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