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... th alcohol. This was her weapon. At a crucial moment, she could kill with it.
Zi You took out drawing paper and began drawing the silver needle as a hairpin she could wear. If she had a sharp hairpin in her hair, she could have taught that scoundrel a lesson in the market. She wouldn’t have ended up lagging behind.
Another thing, she had to train the slaves she bought tomorrow. She needed to prepare a training manual.
In the morning, Uncle Jiang who was Uncle You’s Deputy ...
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