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... ntly watched the scene outside through the one-way bulletproof window.

Despite the chaotic situation outside, the group watched as if it had nothing to do with them. A few hornets passed their window from time to time, technically just a few steps away from them. Even so, they remained unperturbed.

And instead of the supposedly dangerous enemies, their attention was on the group of black-clothed individuals at the park below.

"Is that the group from yesterday's rumors?" < ...

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

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I Own a Funeral Home: Live Stream Following Other Streamers and Shock the Entire Internet!Chapter 273 - : The End, and a New Beginning!