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... ." Elder Gu said, his voice raspy, each word scraping against his throat like sandpaper. He stood, from the chair, in the shadows, created by a large tree, his posture slightly hunched, yet his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
It wasn’t hard to know, since the most dangerous places are also the safest. The Tang Clan wouldn’t expect the ’Devil Heir’ to be sleeping in his own bed—well chances are minimal but never zero.
Even if they did, they might not find Young Master Wang, unles ...
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