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... children to deliver the tiger skin and whip as soon as possible.
Xu Mo was cooking porridge, politely inviting him to eat a bowl of rice soup.
Zhang Qiquan waved his hand to indicate he couldn't eat it, and started packing the tiger skin and whip.
The still undried tiger skin was bloody, and because it hadn't dried out yet, it couldn't be folded or squeezed, so he could only try to roll it up loosely, then stuff the tiger whip inside, and finally carefully wrap it in two ...
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