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... re of her current state—dirty, filthy, emitting a foul stench.
"Excuse me, miss."
Ren Ran turned her head and looked at the deserted fortune-telling stall by the roadside with hollow eyes.
"I have no money."
The stall owner was a young Daoist priest who, despite wearing Daoist robes, lacked the aura of a cultivator.
"I find your physiognomy quite interesting. Today, I won't charge you. Let me read your fortune."
Her physiognomy interesting?
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