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... good as she had been hoping.

Her original plan of covering two towns and one city in a day had fallen apart before her eyes. And for once, it wasn't even her fault.

"Dammit, they all left earlier than was stipulated! Those greedy bastards already took away all the talented individuals!" Xu Qing fumed internally, her fists clenching as she glared at nothing in particular.

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Her first stop had been Green Pond Town, and as sh ...

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