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Zhuo Shuqing had finally seen through Wen Shilin's capabilities. He casually took an iron rod from one of the thugs beside him and slowly walked toward the groaning Wen Shilin on the ground, "Wen Shilin, do you have any idea how many people you've offended? Right now, there are more than enough people in Aurora City who want you dead... Perhaps in a couple of days, the newspaper headlines will announce your 'accidental death.' If I'm lucky, I might even get to personally write your obituary."
The iron rod scraped against the uneven ground, producing a metallic clang. Wen Shilin lay on the ground, his face smeared with crimson blood.
"Is that so... Then I’ll thank you in advance," he rasped, lifting his head with difficulty.
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