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... e dimly lit room filled with torture instruments, several fishermen-dressed commoners stood trembling in the corner.
The commoners, naturally fearful of government officials.
Especially in the villages and towns below, the times they deal with officials in their lifetime can be counted on one hand.
A constable walked in, glanced at the fishermen standing against the wall: "State your household registration names."
The constable held a pen and paper, glanced at the ...
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