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“Why do we have to bend and scrape to such an old man? Huh? We’re the Hahoetal Guild!”
Two men stood in front of the gate and made a loud noise. One man, who had a small frame, was Song Kyung-taek of the Hahoetal Guild. He lit a cigarette.
“I don’t know why our guild master wants to let this old man make our equipment,” said Song Kyung-taek.
“Because he’s good at making weapons. You saw the stuff he made, didn’t you?”
“Yea, I saw it. But can’t we ...
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