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... hoes. His voice was sharp, urgent.

"Why? Sounds like a lie?"

Mu-gyeong took off his leather gloves and buckled his seatbelt.

"They asked, so I gave it."

"Was it the Gworeum-dong guys?"

Mu-gyeong shrugged and slowly turned the steering wheel. If it really was the Gworeum-dong gang, then maybe Guppping had already made his move and was trying to get to Mu-gyeong through them. Judging by Guppping’s reaction earlier, it didn’t seem like they’d discussed collec ...

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