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... not even manage to gather up five full stacks. Yet, Shi Feng said he had fifty.


If fifty stacks of Hard Stones were used to craft Whetstones, even if the forgers crafting them had slightly lower success rates, it could allow all the elite players in the Assassin’s Alliance to reach Level 10, entering White River City.


“Brother Ye Feng, you’re not tricking me, right? Do you really have fifty stacks?” Stabbing Heart asked doubtfully. It was not that he did not trust Shi Fe ...

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