C217 Hippophae Amaryllis

Time silently trickled by. The few of them were on the verge of becoming numb, and their foreheads were covered in sweat.

Just as they were about to lose their patience, the peddler slapped his head and shouted with a face full of joy, "Guests, I remember now. They said we're going to Peace Town. Right, Peace Town, that …"

He had spent a lot of brain cells to think of this money.

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