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Old Master Ding turned around and glanced at us. His expression was extremely calm, as if this was just an extremely ordinary matter.

I took a few steps to the front and looked closely. The boy was dead, and the cause of death was a cut in the windpipe, but he maintained his smile, as if death were a happy thing.

"So, your family's dishes are very delicious. Is it because that's not pork