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... t room while rubbing his temples with his fat fingers. This potbellied nobleman was no longer as calm as he used to be, because he got the news about Ti Xiaer Church's attempt to assassinate the city lord.

For nobleman Zweig, who had always been in the position of "the most loyal collaborator of the Ti Xiaer Church," this was undoubtedly a very bad thing.

As a matter of fact, just two months ago, he was still helping the Ti Xiaer Church sell those weird perfumes, and even just two da ...

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