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... e of a child’s fist. The rusted object, as if carved from jade, emitted a different color each time light passed through.
“That…”
Gye Hyung, who had been a bit restless the whole time, approached Chung Myung.
“G-Give it back…”
“Stop moving.”
Flinch.
“Back off.”
As soon as he said that, Gye Hyung stepped back.
“Sit down.”
Thud.
“Hand…”
“Stop! You idiot!”
Puak!
Baek Cheon kicked Chung Myung, ma ...
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