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... Monkey fight monkey. Let's go find an inn for the day," Shi Yan finally spoke, snorting with righteous disdain. His voice was calm, but his meaning clear:
"Let the dogs kill each other. I've got sermons to write and wine to sip."
He was from the Light Church, after all. Technically above petty mercenary guild rules. The kind of man who'd watch a battlefield from a holy rooftop, praying loudly for peace while privately ranking everyone's swordplay.
But not everyone shared ...
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