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... nching that not only Zhang Min struggled to bear it, but Pei Qingyuan himself almost couldn’t withstand the immense sorrow, yet the tears coursing down his face did not stop him from standing straight.
Shitou and Lu Yun stood beside the two, one on each side, supporting Zhang Min, similarly unable to stop their tears.
Old Zhang, along with his assistant, donning masks and white gloves, crouched beside the opened coffin, carefully picking up samples with tweezers. Then the funeral ...
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