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Even though her face wasn't hers, she still protected herself out of habit, and her hand subconsciously stole a short knife from the deck.
As he walked over, the men left automatically, as if they were the owners of prey. It was only then that Mo Han relaxed her grip on the sabre.
"They asked if you wanted to go to the party." the man said.
A party?
Just as he was wondering