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... ards. He wore black trousers with a white shirt on top, over which was a fitted brown vest. His hair, streaked with silver, was meticulously combed.
At this moment, he was standing there respectfully, his face stern, without a trace of a smile, and his posture was very straight.
He was none other than Old Master Lancaster’s trusted aide, Uncle Ming!
Their expressions simultaneously darkened.
Others might not recognize this middle-aged man, but they certainly did — ...
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