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Chapter 208: King Yu of the Imperial Mausoleum
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... t flashed in the pitch dark alleyway. By the entrance of Fang Fang's Little Store, Blacky lay quietly on his stomach, breathing evenly in a deep sleep.
The shutters of the store were firmly shut. From the kitchen came the crispy, melodious sounds of knife chopping against a board.
Bu Fang's slender fingers were soaked by splatters of water. With knife in hand, he diced up the carrot on the chopping board with a steady rhythm. The knife moved at an amazing speed, almost ...
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