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... gh and mighty young master of Jamae City, now resembling a little dog begging for scraps, and suddenly felt a bit sick of it.
The thrill of avenging a great wrong also became tasteless.
“Enough, I’ll grant you a quick end.”
Before he finished speaking, Greg Jensen had already lifted his finger and gently drew it across Ethan Locke’s neck, releasing a torrent of blood that dyed the surrounding grass red.
“Hehe…”
Ethan Locke’s eyes stared blankly, his hands ...
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