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... the morning fog had not dissipated.
Xu Qing walked on the wet stone pavement of Underground Street.
Occasionally, water droplets trickled from the eaves of the coffin shop at the street corner.
The early-rising Hu Baosong had barely sipped his hot porridge when he saw the young man walk into the shop.
The young man wore a brand-new blue-collared white robe, looking flamboyant like a peacock opening its feathers. Someone might mistake him for a nobleman’s son comin ...
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