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... a fish!”
Yan Fuxing stood on the riverbank with a large-bellied fish in his hands while jumping around excitedly.
Su Chen and Zheng Xia were setting up a campfire for dinner.
Zheng Xia’s palms cleaved through the air like an axe, chopping through many branches that were then stacked on top of each other.
Flames emerged from Su Chen’s palms, lighting the kindling underneath the pile of wood.
After glancing at the large-bellied fish in Yan Fuxing’ ...
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