A breath later, several corpses lay scattered across the ground.
These petty alleyway thugs possessed virtually no individual combat strength. Even though Shen Han's current physical vessel was far from powerful, operating at the Peak of the Blood-Refining Realm made slaughtering such scumbags effortless.
Ignoring the dead thugs whose wide-open eyes still brimmed with fear and shock, he bent down, picked up the silver coins one by one, and carefully tucked the letter into his pack.
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