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... ?" Goodman, covered in filth and bruises, looked utterly miserable. Even a homeless person on the street would appear more presentable at this point.
Yang Chen tossed the empty Martell bottle aside, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He didn't answer, only blowing out smoke rings occasionally.
Despite this being a back alley of the theater with few passersby, Goodman's pathetic state still attracted stares and whispers.
Goodman, who had never suffered suc ...
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