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... urning hall, Zhao Chuanchun had just placed three sticks of incense into the censer, and only then did the crowd behind him step forward in unison. Moreover, having heard the news, hundreds had already arrived at the mourning hall sequentially—it was a statement in itself.

"Seeing Deputy County Chief Zhao here, then they come running. These people are really hypocritical!"

Zhu Zhixuan looked disdainfully at the people continuously offering incense. Before Zhao Chuanchun arrived, ...

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