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... emed to continue without any ripples.
The coffin was to stay in the memorial hall for a night before the burial at Beimang Cemetery the next day. Of course, there was no body inside the coffin, only some of Qin An’s belongings from when he was alive.
Chou Ci, still with stains and blood marks on his face, sat alone in his seat. It didn’t take long before Pan Hu walked over to him and handed him a cup of water, and they conversed about something.
Cha Xiaodao withdrew her g ...
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