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... p’s wool at a fast pace.
The sheep in his arms lay there with its four legs in the air, head resting against Jiang Feng, looking serene and indifferent, as if the shearing had nothing to do with it.
Don’t ask why it’s so calm; it’s just used to it.
Jiang Feng first sheared the wool from the sheep’s belly, then carefully worked his way down, shaving the wool off its two legs as well.
Next, he followed the line where wool and skin met, making sure not to cut the woo ...
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