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... rfectly melding with the mud, only revealing two sly eyes.
“My lord, what should we do…”
A chubby, pitch-black soldier approached and asked in a soft voice.
Zhuang Shuai rolled his eyes: “How would I know? Tell our brothers to wait until the flies fly away.”
“My lord, should I take some brothers to catch a few flies and see if they’re edible?”
“Get lost!” Zhuang Shuai cursed: “Eat flies? Are you tired of living? Aren’t you afraid of the viruses and bacteri ...
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