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"The plan has gone down the drain," Chen Mu sighed.
"I'm really not cut out for undercover work."
Black smoke tumbled in his palm as the "Bone Reading for Physiognomy" manual disappeared without a trace.
He glanced back at the two men at the door, chatting away.
Then he looked up toward the direction of the spiral staircase.
Chen Mu silently placed his hand on the bookshelf, and a billowing black smoke quietly spread out.
An hour later, Chen Mu, with a darkened face, hurriedly left.
Inside the Five Ghosts Bag, there were now dozens more medical and poison compendiums, as well as swordsmanship secret manuals.
At the entrance of Wu Character Camp.
"Brother Song, call your brothers over, let's go have a good time at Chunfeng Tower," Old Ding said with a beaming smile.
"I wouldn't want to disturb your fun, you go enjoy yourself."
After all, if he didn't enjoy himself now, he might not have the chance to ever again.
