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... owing river.
At that moment, two elders were sitting by the river, fishing. The rods in their hands were not the sophisticated kind, but simple bamboos.
One of the elders wore a purple Tang suit, exuding an aura of elegance and nobility, his silent presence commanding attention!
The face of the elder beside him wore a relaxed and carefree expression, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, he looked as if he had stepped out of a legend.
Behind them, a woman sat in a wheelc ...
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