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... for a few days.

In this way, ordinary people don't dare to approach, while those who have a heart hide in the dark and stare.

Party.

"Shen Yong, you take someone to stay at the inn and protect our goods. I'll take a few people to explore the mutual market."

Mu Wanqing waved her hand, "I have my own measure."

Shen Yong couldn't convince her, so she could only make a suggestion, "or else, you sneak out through the back door"

"There are also pe ...

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