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... its somewhat questionable appearance, it had a tantalizingly sweet aroma.
"What's wrong?" Mary asked from across the table.
Sullivan glanced up at her, "You said you wouldn't poison my drink."
Mary shrugged, "I didn't promise that. I just said that mortals aren't as ruthless as cultivators," she smiled, "sometimes."
Sullivan closed his eyes, feeling the energies from the tea flowing through his ruined spirit roots and out into the rest of his body. His ability to ...
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