C143 CHAPTER143 THE GREEN CLOAKED MESSENGER OF GOD AND THE WHITE CLOAKED MESSENGER OF GOD

The prince was visibly shaken. As Sam Moreels' gaze fell upon him, he instinctively tensed up and retreated a few paces.

Sam Moreels pursed his lips, exuding an air of helplessness. "Do you really need to be that scared of me? I'm not going to gobble you up. As long as you don't stir up any trouble, why would I harm a customer in my own shop?"

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