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“I don’t know.”
Uncle carefully looked at the coins on the table, “It was just a spur of the moment.”
“Did you see anything from it?”
Bailuo, completely composed, gestured for Cat Yiyi to pour him a glass of Sprite.
This wasn’t something Uncle came up with, it was the creation of the little witches.
During their classes similar to potion-making, they helped Bailuo extract something akin to baking soda.
Thus, Sprite, Fanta, Coke…
The ...
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