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"Cut the crap, four rooms." Mo Lianjin's face darkened, and threw the silver over.

Shopkeeper's Wife put away the silver and glanced at the floating flute. "Yo, what's going on?"

He was still wearing his veil and bamboo hat, so the Shopkeeper's Wife couldn't see his face. All he could see was fresh blood dripping from his body.

Su Li took a step forward