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"It's best not to offend such a person… You never know when he might bite, so sometimes he can be more dangerous than Shireck." Watching Qiumuluo leave, Roger reminded Tang Mo.
Tang Mo flashed a smile at Roger, "We are not villains, we are but merchants! Although we sell the reaper's sickle, we are not scoundrels… I will have someone keep an eye on that bastard. If he wishes not to live, I shall oblige him on his journey."
"As long as you are aware," Roger said, noticing that Tang Mo didn't take Qiumuluo seriously, and after giving him a reminder, he spoke again, "Actually, when Dino came to look for you just now, it reminded me of another matter."
"What matter?" Tang Mo asked as he entered the room and took off his fur coat, hanging it on the somewhat cold wall.
His room was quite a distance from the factory, so the heating overhaul hadn't reached this area. To save money, he still lived in this colder, old room, which made him appear even more shabby and stingy.
