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... earth reminded Chen Kuang of the countryside during New Year’s when he was a child, and the scent of cheap firecrackers wafting from the melting snow piles into the morning air.
His gaze was deep, wiping the grease off his hand.
The oil mixed in this water was certainly intentional; it wasn’t hard to guess that someone had poured oil behind the wall, which seeped out through large cracks due to moisture.
Coupled with gunpowder...
It wasn’t hard to guess what arra ...
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