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... wiping off the sweat on his forehead. Then he looked towards the boy of around 14 who was standing at the door.


“Liuyuan, did anything happen?” Ren Xiaosu asked.


Addressed as Liuyuan, the boy’s full name was Yan Liuyuan.


From his appearance, Yan Liuyuan looked like a very harmless and innocent person. However, he was holding a bone knife in his hands and standing guard at the door. It was deep into the night at the moment, but he did not close his eyes even though h ...

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