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... e was burned. With hesitation, she walked a small circle around the inn and found a back door, and then walked in. It was empty there. So, she sat in a corner at the end of the corridor and tried to listen to the conversation in the room while playing with the whip in her hand. Duan Xiaolou was drinking inside? Was Du Yao also inside? Was anyone else there? At the time, a voice sounded.
“Du Yao! Why did you take my jar? Give me back my wine!”
“Master Duan, you are drunk. We have ...
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