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... re, and with a mighty heave, he got out of bed to look around, realizing it was all a dream.
But if it was a dream, where did this burnt smell come from?
Xiong Daoren regulated his breathing for a moment, opened his eyes, and exclaimed, "Not good, there’s a fire ahead!"
This fire was no small matter—since it was still night, very few people would have noticed.
If the fire didn’t spread their way, they would be lucky, but if it did, it would become a wildfire. To d ...
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