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... sion leave behind the smell of blood?
Fushan Yue did not even need to finish his warning. He Lingchuan had already slid forward in a single swift step, and there it was.
One of the Stone Gate Merchant Caravan hands had had his throat slit. Another had been stabbed straight through the chest. The short, cut-off scream they had heard was the second man’s final sound.
The killers were two men from the Chiyan party.
While the victims were still bleeding, while their l ...
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