On the Night of the Massacre, I Mastered the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic!
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Gui Donglai followed behind Fang Shuwen, his eyes occasionally glancing at the surrounding stalls, and sometimes stopping to pick and choose what he wanted.
His posture was relaxed and at ease, revealing no trace of malice.
"You know those two people? And who's that one in front? He's acting all cowardly; he doesn't seem like a good person."
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