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... collected, continuing to enjoy their food and drink. The burly man in another corner did the same, though his face was ashen and he tightened his grip on his throne-realm divine weapon, seemingly ready to deliver punishment at any moment.
The innkeeper felt like he had been struck by lightning. He was on the verge of fainting. How could he possibly come up with ten thousand spirit stones? Even five thousand was a stretch for him. What iniquity had his establishment committed to deserve ...
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