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... helf and crouched, glancing at the short dagger blade in his hand with a rather unhappy expression: "No blood."
"Inspector Cicada, you’re swindling money from us, and now you’re attacking an old man like me at fifty-eight, is this good? Not very good, is it?"
The Grand Steward tore open his half-separated sleeve, revealing a strong arm with a fresh cut from Cicada Dust’s knife. Strangely, no blood seeped out, as if it were merely a piece of wood.
Le Yin shook his head and ...
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