There were a lot of people in the tavern, Mo Xiaoyao pushed the door in and didn't attract anyone's attention, the sound of the door opening and closing was masked in the noisy conversation, as well as the musicians' performances.

If a donkey, a dog, a cat and a rooster could be called a virtuoso.

Then again,...

Chapter 417 of "Searching for the White Man in the Grave East" Everything is possible is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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