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The Appearance of Three Spirits
Author: Mamanda
last update2025-07-28 08:00:47

Meanwhile, two men dressed in black entered a roadside eatery near the edge of a forest. Once the place had emptied out, the two approached the owner.

“Sorry to bother you, good sir. We’d like to ask you something.”

The shop owner, who was cleaning a table, turned around. “What can I help you with, gentlemen?”

“Have you seen a man, around thirty years old, handsome, who came here with a few companions?”

The shopkeeper tried to recall anyone matching that description. It took him a while—he had so many visitors every day.

“Was the man wearing clothing with a red lion’s head emblem on the left side of his chest?” the shopkeeper asked.

“Yes, that’s him. When did he come here?”

“It was quite some time ago, sir. Around seven days ago, if I remember correctly.”

The two men—who were in fact spies from the Red Lion Sect—began calculating how far Tang Fei might have traveled since leaving the sect.

“Wh
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