
Marrying her former
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state:serializing
author: <half-cold>
In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Now, I'm sitting in your place, using the money you earned, spending your dowry, and even drinking what's yours. It really isn't pleasant at all!,To be honest, my sister wouldn't have this amazing opportunity to become a medicineman if it weren't for me.。