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... d of knocking on the door broke the snoring inside the wooden house.

"Wait a moment—"

Lu An rubbed his eyes and reluctantly put on his clothes.

With no relatives or enemies, who could be looking for him so early in the morning?

He was puzzled. He had been in this world for a month now. From being a worker in his previous life, he had transformed into a scattered cultivator in this ancient county.

The change in identity hadn't brought discomfort; it was jus ...

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