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The Teifling in green scanned the crowd with her coquettish eyes, and finally landed on Durma who was lying on the ground like a pile of wooden sticks. She shook her head and said to the man beside her. "It's a pity, big man or what do you think? What suppose to be our successful outing was spoiled by this useless literati?"
The lycan cast a stern look at Durma, and said disgustingly: "Yea, he's really useless. What's the use of keeping him now."
The green-clothed Teifling hid her face and smiled, saying charmingly: "Since you agreed with me, big man. I'll save him from further embarrassment."
After she finished speaking, with a slender hand, she took out a white needle from her waist bag and placed it between her lips and blew it at Durma.
