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Zhao Sheng saw this situation and a trace of joy flashed across his face.
His gaze circled several times between the spirit fish in the bamboo basket and that painting of Cold River Old Man fishing.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Sheng gave up any riskier actions.
The wooden puppet, following his heart’s intent, took the black storage bag from the waist of the charred corpse and walked out of the hall.
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