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Once he was out of his seat and back on his feet, Zhen Wang turned towards Zhen Shi, cupped his hands and did a small bow.
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Zhen Shi watched as Zhen Wang exited the tavern via the front door, a surprisingly straightforward route for any would-be killer or agent of vengeance...then again, it did fit the memories Zhen Shi had of the man.
'Straightforward and bloodthirsty...the worst combination to fucking deal with,' Zhen Shi mused.
