Chapter 93
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The thieves crept into the workshop, scanning the space filled with rough iron tools and items that seemed worthless. They had hoped to find something valuable, but it appeared the craftsman was just an amateur.

“Doesn’t look like much, does it?” one of the thieves muttered, frowning as he kicked aside a rusty hammer.

The leader of the group motioned for one of his men to proceed. “Stop complaining. Go check the room where the target’s supposed to be,” he ordered in a hushed tone.

The thief nod
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