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Gah—
In the soup and pancake restaurant early in the morning, people milled about, and the aroma of rich soup filled the air. Yet Zhao Douan just wanted to curse someone.
Scaring people, to scare them to death. Completely unguarded, he was involuntarily startled to see the "Heavenly Master Mansion Dispatched Official" again.
"Why is it you again?" Zhao Douan could not help but complain, his heart filled with astonishment at the other's methods.
He had just undergone a transformation and was particularly sensitive during this time; he should have noticed an acquaintance, especially one who was a magician, upon entering the pancake shop.
But in reality, it was not until he sat down across from Zhang Yan that he belatedly noticed.
This old guy is a master... Zhao Douan became more convinced of this judgment.
