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Guided by the light of the lantern piercing through the fog, an old man with white hair pushing a vermilion-colored cart came along, incessantly muttering, "Knives for sale, knives for sale."
"Damn, scared the shit out of me." Wang Dazhu charged forward, thudding his foot against the white-haired old man's cart, "Old guy, out selling in the middle of the night instead of sleeping—selling your own mother, are you?"
At each gate of Fengyun County, there ...
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