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There was wine.
Ever since Xie Heng shot that Heavenly Girl dead with one arrow, the business in the tavern became even better. Those who came were mostly the descendants of officials, and would greet Wen Jiu from time to time.
"Young Madame." Zhou Tianhao led a group of aristocratic juniors into the room. "I brought silver this time and even brought so many customers for you
