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... -and-death test of his undercover life.
He was not on Walking Street in the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, but in a ruined Mountain God Temple thirty miles outside the pavilion.
Outside the temple, snow covered the ground, and the mountain wind blew fragmented snowflakes in through the broken windows.
Sitting in front of Lin Feng was a man whose figure was ordinary, appearance was ordinary, attire was ordinary, and voice was ordinary.
Besides having the same identit ...
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