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... He was sleeping on the attic of his shop, and he had just lay down for a while, and just felt a little sleepy. Alchemists hate being disturbed sleep.

"Why are there so many people looking for trouble tonight?" The disturbed shop owner hastily put on a bird's beak mask, picked up an alchemy lampstand, lit the lamp, and went downstairs cursing. He had already decided that if the visitors didn't have any urgent matters, he would stab the candlestick in the face of the visitors so that they ...

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