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... ark clouds, and there was drizzle under the hazy sky.
A woman with fair and delicate skin and a protruding figure took out an old-fashioned pocket watch from the pocket of the cold black robe.
She opened it and took a look.
The time is one fifty one in the afternoon.
Putting away the pocket watch, the woman didn't show much expression on her face, but she was silently counting the opening time of the fourth-level purple border gate of White Swan Harbor a wee ...
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