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... d and took a light sip of the top-quality Spiritual Tea, his fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee, silently counting in his heart.
"One, two, three..."
However.
Just as he finished counting to three, a blood-soaked head rolled to his feet.
Fresh blood sprayed into the tea, staining the green liquid a bloody red.
Some blood splattered onto his face.
Making his already sinister visage even more eerie.
The Young Master stopped tapping his ...
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