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The spring rain continued, falling against Song Cheng's face as he walked, cold and itchy, flowing freely.
His eyes were sharp, unwavering, as he moved and halted at intervals, patiently tracking Ling within this maze-like, pitch-black county town.
After a long time, the ground started becoming muddy.
Ling quietly turned into the entrance of an alley.
A lantern slanted out from under an eave at the alley's entrance, casting a dim lig ...
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