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... insignificant interlude in the snowy night.
The interlude didn’t affect Lin Xun, who had been scolded and was walking back to his cave with an ashen face; it didn’t obstruct the heavy snow that fell to ground without restraint; it had no effect on the inhabitants of a cave that was at the edge of the forest. Ruan Qiuqiu, who had an animal skin wrapped around her, was sweetly sleeping. By her side, Mr. Gray Wolf, who had fainted because of his injuries, was still unconscious.
The sno ...
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