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... bowed his head.
“You
An old and weak voice, piercing through the heavy veil of rain, accurately reached Zhao Zhenfeng’s ears.
Zhao Zhenfeng slightly raised his eyebrows.
The scene inside the tent came into view.
In the small tent, a hunched and emaciated figure sat cross-legged.
The dry and thin body, with sagging skin, revealed the outline of bones.
Scars crisscrossed his ...
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