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The gate to the small courtyard was gently knocked, with a very polite rhythm.
Wang Chen, who was preparing dinner in the inner room, heard it and went out to open the gate.
He had no idea which neighbor had come to visit.
As he opened the door, he saw a monk standing there, lean and gaunt in stature.
The visitor appeared to be in his thirties or forties, somewhat ugly, with a shifty and sleazy air about him.
Wang Chen frowned ...
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