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"We haven't checked, but unfortunately, the person who came was an assassin from the Murder Pavilion."

Huai Yuyao's expression was dark.

If he didn't see the token of their Assassin's Pavilion, he wouldn't let them go.

"Did they see you?"

Wu Ziqi pursed his lips as the killing intent in his eyes intensified.

In order to hide his identity