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... Waning Moon Tavern to fall into a dead silence.

  The old elf Fansel has lived for thousands of years, and he has never seen such a shameless and shameless guy. Even if it is persuaded to surrender, it is not so straightforward.

As soon as    appeared, he said he would be the leader of the "rebels" of Suramar.

   Hey, big brother, I don't even know your name! Do you think it's appropriate for you to say this now?

   That is of course very suitable!

   Least pi ...

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