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... off his muscles. Now, he was no longer wearing a fur coat. He didn’t have to wear the cumbersome clothing after the curse was released.

“Then are you going to return to the Black Forest?”

“Yes, I have to go back to the tribe. I want to see Father.”Cancun’s eyes were full of nostalgia for his home.

“Good bye, friend. I will be with this master in the future,”Tang-E said his goodbye from within Cancun’s arms. Tang-E’s words were said coolly, but he was inwardly disappointed ...

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