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... Nao'an River hadn't yet dispersed, but the Saint Razzo Market in Xia Lvcheng was already crowded with bustling people.
Amidst the bustling vendor streets, this critical voice was particularly jarring.
The street, which had been quite lively, suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Standing in front of a butcher's shop draped with faded canvas, the butcher Giovanni suddenly realized he had spoken too loudly and quickly slipped back behind the counter.
Unfortunately, the ...
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