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... ungle of Jilan Mountain, a significant force emerged. Each person was indistinguishable from their original appearance; their clothes were filth and some were even torn and tattered. Their faces were smeared with paint, and they had mud from rolling in the dirt.
Under the dim moonlight, all anyone could see were pairs of bright eyes and white teeth gleaming when they laughed.
"I’m about to die!"
"Good grief! Are we still alive?"
"I need a bath."
"Give me a ...
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