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A Transmigrator’s Privilege - Chapter 241
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... e voice.
“I’m old and won’t be of much use, so I’ll send it to a flower farm and use it as fertilizer.”
It was worse than execution. This place was truly hell.
The surrounding noises suddenly died down, unlike a space where a thousand people had gathered.
Taking advantage of the courtroom’s quietness, the summary judgment continued.
“Next. Sinner, Burden Volcam.”
“Yes, four......!”
The Marquis of Levant, satisfied with the powerful answer, ...
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