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... at the old man who was meditating on the bed. He was like a piece of rotten wood without any life. It was as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
However, he had lived for hundreds of years until now. He had even forgotten his own name. Now, everyone called him sixth uncle.
Unless one looked through the genealogy, no one would know his name.
“I want to give up everything and only bring some important things. In an hour, no! In 15 minutes, all of you must withdraw and he ...
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