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... unted his pony and headed towards Aunt Hong Mei’s house.
It was a quiet Saturday morning, with fewer people in the small town.
The sound of horse hooves clattering against the cobblestone naturally attracted the attention of many breakfast patrons.
Praises, conversations, they were everywhere.
The owner of the spicy noodle shop recognized Han Qiwu and greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Han, your horse looks amazing, so adorable."
"Eh, it’s just alright," Han ...
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