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... sons found and didn’t care about the methods or the cost,” said Lo Meifeng. “Now that you’ve had a little time to sleep on it, does that still hold true?”
Sen’s only answer was to drop a bag full of gold onto the table between them. Lo Meifeng nodded and stored the bag in her own storage ring. After that, a steady stream of people that a blind man could recognize as dangerous came and went through the manor. However, none stayed for longer than it took to have a brief, private meeting wi ...
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