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... good brother, who had been sliced in half in one slash and thrown into the Plague Cauldron. His whole body shivered from anger. “50 silver coins! Although we are new players, or maybe cannon fodders, the price of our lives is not as low as only 50 silver coins.”
Eighteen Massacres laughed coldly. “50 silver coins is already your worth! Don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. This is better though. Since you don’t want to accept my reward, then I’ll save a sum of mon ...
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