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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence
e old man spoke, tears streaming down his face.This speech, though lacking in flowery language and even a bit disjointed, touches the heart because of its raw honesty. The speaker's thoughts flow free... making Huancui's heart feel like it was about to be torn apart.Unable to resist, Huancui quietly pressed her ear against the door to listen, but alas, the noisy environment of the wine shop made it...