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... t was no different from day. It was as though no one had noticed the mysterious changes to the vast sky, or the deep darkness shrouding it.
On the roof of the main hall of Prince Greensun’s manor, a person was seated in a half-lotus position, pouring a jar of wine into his mouth.
This type of drinking was extremely satisfying, sending the scent of alcohol wafting out in all directions—it was strong, crude, and pungent. The wine was a northern local product called Mouthburn. T ...
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