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... t of the mountain, an ox cart slowly arrived and stopped in a small grove.
On the ox cart, stacks of iron cages were covered with large black cloths—clearly a mobile warehouse for Black Market live goods.
Someone alighted from the cart and tied the reins.
The old ox began to "moo", licking the ground and rolling up dry grass.
Soon after, a few burly men with weapons jumped down.
These were the brokers, specializing in live goods trade.
And the burl ...
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