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Chapter 48 Azar

Azar chewed a nicotine candy in his mouth as he squeezed out of the crowd.

He was wearing a cap, a white shirt, and a small yellow vest with a tie knotted around his collar. On his lower half, he was wearing a pair of black riding breeches and a pair of tall boots. Hanging in front of his chest was a Magic Stone camera.

He was in his early 30s with a head of long, curly hair. He had gloomy eyes that gave off an artistic aura.

He had a slightly waxy complexion and huge eye bags under his eyes, making him look as if he did not have any vitality. It was as if he had been trapped by fatigue and could not break free. He always looked like he had not had enough rest.

He was a reporter for Lanceton's evening newspaper.

As a reporter, it was normal for him to leave early and return late, or vice versa. Whenever there was any sudden news, even if it was in the middle of the night, he had to immediately get up and rush to

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