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Murong Sheng followed behind Shadowwood as they pushed their way through the crowd and headed for a teahouse on the street.

Normally, this teahouse was filled to the brim. Today, there was not a single customer, and even the waiter had run off to who knows where.

Murong Sheng led Shadowwood up to the second floor and found a seat next to the window.

When he was standing at the bottom