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World War

"Rum?" Hao Xuan took the bottle from Ryfon's hand and gave it a closer look. It was the size of a perfume bottle and transparent enough to see the rum constantly change color. The bottle was cold to the touch but not as much as he was expecting.

"And you're sure it's not poison?" Hao Xuan inquir...

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