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Chapter 142: Choice
eam of agony that reached its peak.Being pricked by a needle in the fingernail, this excruciating pain was something no ordinary person could bear. Coupled with a swarm of bees burrowing into him thro...ched and discussed, he just sat motionless in place.And next to him, there was a stall for fortune-telling.The street vendor was a middle-aged Taoist priest, with long flowing whiskers and an elegant...