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Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash
a wooden sword struck, the dye bag would break and red dye would spread on their chests, looking like they were bleeding. 。The male guests, who had each had a few glasses of wine, applauded enthusias...have done bad things, it's just that at first I didn't know they were wrong…” 。The woman fell into reminiscence, a feeling of wanting to speak welled up within her. 。Perhaps it was because of the ordi...