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"I'll have to ask someone about this."
Chen Mu's social network was extremely limited.
When it came to inquiring about secretive information, he could only think of Jie Jia.
This old man was a great assassin, backed by a mysterious organization with the most well-informed intelligence.
...
At West Market, Chen Mu made his way to Tianyi Studio like it was his own backyard.
As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
He stepped back and looked at the signboard again, Tianyi Studio, no mistake.
Currently, there were neither coffins nor antiques in the store.
Three ropes stretched across the ceiling of the room, and hanging from them were peace charms folded into triangles.
On the left were four or five curio stands, with rusty bronze mirrors, wooden swords with black lightning-like cracks, and delicate pagodas with little bells...
Each and every one was for warding off evil and protecting homes.
