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Trafford's Trading Club

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

White Jade of Sunset Mountain · Urban
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547 Chs

Morning Jogger

Editor: TheSloth

Anatoly didn't know the purpose of Mr. Sullivan for taking him to this mysterious place.

In Anatoly's opinion, this place was just a very common dwelling--- but Sullivan asked him if he thought of something after coming here.

Anatoly was aware that Sullivan had mentioned things that were related to his memory loss.

Anatoly didn't feel like he forgot anything--- but no matter Sullivan's behaviors, or the bishop's words, even the matter of the sudden fragmentation of his cross, they pointed to one conclusion through rational analysis: He really forgot something.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sullivan, I can remember anything." Anatoly shook his head.

The result was like in Sullivan's expectation, he nodded, "Not only you, but all the neighbors don't know who originally lived in the house."

Anatoly asked curiously, "Who originally lived here?"