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... our tongues now?"
"......."
Mu-gyeong, resting his elbow on the table, shifted his gaze between Guppping and Yang Siljang. The two men, their faces drained of color, sat frozen with their lips tightly pressed together. Mu-gyeong lazily tapped the ashes from his cigarette onto the table.
"So how exactly are you planning to pay up? Gonna borrow from Gu Madam?"
"We'll... we'll pay. Who said we wouldn’t? The house money might not be enough, though...."
Yang Si ...
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