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... , there were three gazes sizing up the crowd from a teahouse window on the street.
The Blood Bodhi was pretending to be an old merchant with white hair. He was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and frowning.
Chen Ming and Lu Ruan had followed the Blood Bodhi’s arrangements and come to assassinate the Prince of Jing’s personal expert. At this moment, they were sitting on both sides of the table with solemn expressions.
“Yesterday, Chen Ming used the rain as cover and we ...
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