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... heavily influenced by the Shaolin Temple. Lee Sung-min would be treated respectfully in Braden as long as he wore those robes, even if he wasn’t a real member of the Temple.

“I’m going to Drimoor.”

The guard nodded at Lee Sung-min ‘s answer. Lee Sung-min passed the gates on foot. Even if Braden and Drimoor are relatively close cities, it will take a month if you walked without riding a horse.

The reason he initially came down to Shaolin so suddenly was to run an errand for Gra ...

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