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... boards before he continued to speak: “The script emphasised that in Xiaoyao Sect, Perennial Wang’s wife and his direct disciples all know of this curse, and the only chance to use it in the next three years was today at mao shi.


“A handful of people know how to use this method to kill him, but there is only one real murderer. This is the difficult part about the case. Consequently, it was the brain hole I was led to after reading the script, and it’s also how I managed to guess ...

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