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... he mountain; living by the water, they relied on the water. Along the river, the fish market was quite bustling.
The horse-drawn carriage came to a slow halt, and Li Xiaoer got off to lead the horse towards the local government office.
Shen Yi stood between two rows of fish baskets, breathing in the fishy, damp scent. Surrounding him were fishermen with their trouser legs rolled up, chatting and laughing as usual, completely oblivious to the presence of a few Demon-suppression Bu ...
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