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... tively parted, and my eyes locked onto the man descending the stairs. His brow was tightly wrinkled, his expression dark with irritation—as if he’d been dragged out of something far more important than dealing with a lunatic with a broken table leg.
But I didn’t care about his mood.
There he was.
Exactly the person I’d come to meet.
There was no way a nobody like me, someone with zero connections and no impressive status, could meet the Guild Master through normal ...
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