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Qin Shi’s heart skipped a beat, recalling how the boss of North Gate Street had once asked him whether he was Old Liang’s disciple.
"A disciple, not a student. Looks like Cheng Ze knows the old martial rules well."
Thinking this, he headed up to the second floor, the lazy guard down the stairs shifting to let him pass.
He pushed open the door of the private room. Cheng Ze was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, dressed in a floral shirt and jeans, the top but ...
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