After Huai Shi checked off the item on the paper, he gratefully bowed and took the object with both hands.

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"Fine then."

Huai Shi's face twitched, as he suppressed the urge to apply for the job, and took the final greeting card from the dwarf leader's hand.

"The Abyssal Dawn Choir eagerly looks forward to serving you next time. Goodbye, friends, goodbye!"

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