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... ue cloak, and a wide conical felt hat of Luoyang style. The brim of the hat hung low, covering half of the rider’s face.
This person rode with great skill, but as soon as he entered the border of Luoyang, he dismounted. It seemed he didn’t want anyone to see his face or skills.
And yet, this was his first time in Luoyang, and no one in the city had seen him before.
The same year, the same month, the same day.
Chang’an.
It was as bitterly cold in ...
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