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... s Shop."
The interior was compact and somewhat rudimentary, adorned with array formations of various patterns. Some arrays seemed to have been hanging there for a while, their ink slightly faded.
The counter was relatively high, and seated atop it was a middle-aged, somewhat portly cultivator with a clean-shaven face, who appeared to be the manager of the shop.
A bell hung from the doorframe, ringing crisply as Mo Hua entered.
The chubby manager, who had been dozi ...
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