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Chapter 829: The Iron Mine

    

y walked, she bumped into someone. 。That was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, raggedly dressed, barefooted even in the dead of winter, his feet were red and swollen from the cold. 。Night Flying...o hide anything from me either. Since I've already laid my cards on the table, you should understand that now, for everything that happens, if I want to know about it, there are ways I can find out. 。...