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... re, no one dared to disturb him.

A Ling slept on Norman's bed for more than three hours in a single breath. He recovered all of the energy he had lost during the night and even found a lot of food in Norman's room.

As Je

ifer's most respected guest, Norman's daily life was exquisite to the point of hair.

Here was everything A Ling wanted.

However, as an assassin, his sense of danger was very high.

When Norman returned, his footsteps were very light ...

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