Chapter 12

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They laughed at his shabby clothes, long hair, and aimless life. To them, he was nothing more than a country bumpkin who was more familiar with the streets than with campus life. Yet there was something strange about his name being listed as a regular donor to an educational foundation for underprivileged children and several orphanages, even though no one had ever seen him show up as a benefactor. So who was the man really, always hiding his face behind that chaotic life?

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