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... s a small intersection. There were not many people, so it was still passable. At the corner of the street, a one-legged beggar was sitting. He was wearing a tattered shirt. His dirty long hair was hanging on his face, making it difficult to see his appearance.
In the Imperial City, there were many such beggars. After all, some cultivators had their cultivation crippled from fights, so they could only live ignobly as beggars. Even though this was only a small intersection, there were st ...
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