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... oden stick. He vented his anger on Anderson with the stick while cursing the Ancestor Lord's cub in his mouth.
The wooden stick stung sharply on his body, but Anderson didn't make a sound.
He was numb in expression, letting the blood flow down from his head without caring.
In Edmund's dirty words and insults, Anderson realized that the Ancestor Lord's cub he was talking about should be the little girl who gave him pastries today.
How could that unimaginably clean ...
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