Flaxseed could not help but laugh when he saw Jared’s posture as the latter bent down to search for the trap.
Jared stopped and turned to look at Flaxseed. “What are you laughing at, Mr. Flaxseed?”
“I’m laughing at the way you’re looking for the trap. You won’t find it even if the sun comes out,” Flaxseed replied.
“Then how should I look for it?” Jared asked.
“Did you forget what I do for a living? Why would a mere trap mean anything to someone like me?”
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