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  Facing Henk's sincere gaze, Leiter stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Young Eagle Town needs talents like you, Henk, you are welcome to join!"

   "My lord, I am willing to serve you." Henk looked respectful and said, "May the glory of Young Eagle Town last forever!"

  Leite smiled slightly: "It seems that there will be an extra gorgeous feather on the young eagle's body!"

  Because of Henk's arrival, Leiter will go to the lumberyard an ...

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