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Chapter 358

Chapter 358

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After returning, Muyun had deliberately had Fatty glue a fake beard back onto his face, so everyone who had seen his real face, including Tang Zhicheng, failed to recognize him. At that moment, Muyun lunged toward Zhao Wenzhou, intending to take him hostage, but just as his fingers were about to graze Zhao Wenzhou's lapel, a sharp whistle tore through the air. He threw himself aside just in time to dodge a flying dagger. Following the gleaming, razor-sharp edge upward, Muyun saw a humpbacked man with drooping eyelids, a triumphant smirk flashing in the depths of his eyes.

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