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Mysterious Revival

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Offering flowers before the Buddha · Oriental
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Chapter 72 Competition

"You think that just because you ask me, I'll tell you? I won't divulge client information; that's a rule of our profession," Hao Shaowen said.

"Rules can be changed," Yang Jian uttered.

"Those who break the rules, their end is very miserable," Hao Shaowen remarked.

Yang Jian pointed to the countdown on his phone, "Then how can you be sure that falling into my hands won't be miserable? It's fine if you don't want to talk, I can ask someone else."

His gaze shifted to the others.

"Do you know who sent you to deal with Yan Li and me? Whoever speaks up, I'll let you go, but there's only one spot available, so I hope you cherish it."

However, the men in suits were like mutes, not saying a word.