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... ry, he subconsciously struck a match. The small fire danced. The wisp of smoke rose. The past surfaced in his heart. The broken, pained or fearful faces danced before his eyes. People with tattered clothes knelt before him helplessly. They cried and begged the man before them to let them live.
Zhou Taifu enjoyed this feeling. He was like God, holding the fate of the humans beneath him. He was propped up on the pedestal by the lowly humans who could only prostrate before him. The next sec ...
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