A Decision

The 12 only needed to go in to train for 20 minutes, but the card artisans who hadn't finished the 50 sets needed to endure a 40-minute ordeal.

The sounds of screaming constantly wafted through the building. In the eyes of those card artisans, Chen Mu's danger and scare index had already shot up to the highest level. What turned their hearts the coldest was the White Commander's indifference.

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In the old house of the beloved manor:

"Four men recently came to serve the third master."

"Oh." Tai-shu Yong was a little interested; the Shadow was well-informed, his nose even more acute than a dog's. Since he had taken the initiative to talk about the matter, there would certainly be something to it.