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... urned with the freshly brewed tea, Lizheng was already so exhausted that he had collapsed on the ground, unable to get up. His originally clean clothes were now stained with filth, and they gave off such a stench that it was unbearable to look at him.
Perhaps even more amusing was Lizheng’s hair and face. His hair, which had been slicked back and shiny, now looked like a wild tangled mess, a spitting image of a bird’s nest. And his face was smeared with suspiciously dirty substances.
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