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... simple parchment.
It wasn’t a proper scroll, nor a map of the surrounding lands. On it, just a simple name could be read. A place.
A ravine not far from here that was once a trade route, now a den of outlaws.
Cultivators who had turned their backs on sect and city alike.
Murderers. Vagabonds. Bandits.
"You’ll need one hundred lìng," the old man said. "Don’t come back until you collect that amount."
Quinlan raised a brow.
"Why?"
"To ...
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