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... ing a bamboo hat, sat under a big tree, leaning against it while drinking.
Surrounded by darkness, Chen Qing felt as if he were home.
He was able to clearly sense an ant ahead that had been knocked down by the rain, landing on a dead leaf riddled with wormholes.
Towering trees surrounded him, and the fallen leaves on the ground formed a thick, soft cushion.
Even though the rain was sparse, it couldn’t penetrate the dense foliage to fall on Chen Qing.
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