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... it was already noon.
The aftereffects of the whiskey weren’t severe, although his head was foggy, it didn’t hurt, and he didn’t feel like vomiting,
so he rolled out of bed, stepped over Baphomet lying on the small mat at the head of the bed, and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
After cleaning up, Leona called. She knew Wei Tianyang was leaving today, but suggested he could stay a few more days to experience Prussia’s local customs and culture.
Remembering her w ...
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