[Sometimes the truth of the matter is not as simple as you seem. 】

It was late at night, and the ship was still on the sea leading to the East Island, drifting with the waves.

The lights flickered, and a lifelike prosthetic ear fell from one of the planks of the ship, and a hand dyed red with nails poked out of the flickering darkness and grabbed it.

After Zhao Shuijiang put his ear back on his head, he ordered the two people who were traveling with him to sail away

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