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... ul, and that old beggar had taken a blow to his spirit. Though advanced in years, he was still nimble. With just a light press of his arm against the ground, he rose easily to his feet.
“Fellow Daoist, why must you break my spell?” he demanded, though his voice lacked conviction.
“Because I enjoy sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong, like a dog chasing rats. I’m always meddling in other people’s matters, like a hopeless do-gooder,” Li Yanchu said with a smile.
The old ...
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