Jeffery
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Updated : Jan 20th, 2024
Cyneburg couldn't be bothered with the man on the ground, so he let Roxy continue selecting the Medicinal Amber. By the time they finished loading the amber onto the car, the middle-aged man was still twitching on the ground, his face now a ghastly shade of blue.
Before leaving, Cyneburg gave the man a swift kick, causing him to stop shaking and start gasping for air.
"You're from the Iron Palm Sect of Galle Country? Is your master a Grandmaster or an Innate Grandmaster?" Cyneburg asked.
The middle-aged...
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