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... zing the Taoist from yesterday.
He still wore his Taoist robes, now filthy and drenched in sweat, his face pale with fear, dark circles under his eyes from a sleepless night.
Zhouzhou knew immediately what had happened. She kicked her chubby leg in displeasure, pushing him away.
"Don’t call me. Who told you not to listen to me?" she pouted, clearly unhappy. He had doubted her abilities, and she was not inclined to forgive him.
The Taoist, tormented by spirits all ...
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