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... proprietress gave him a slap. "I’ve heard that martial artists have keen ears, don’t let them hear us."

"Got it." The boss, feeling uncomfortable about not being able to make money, took a couple of puffs of tobacco and went back to his room.

Upstairs in the room, Yang Chuxia also hadn’t slept, still waiting for news from Ye Liu and others.

Ye Liu only came back at the hour of Yin.

"Knock knock..."

"Knock knock..."

Yang Chuxia opened the door, and ...

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