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... was no sound in the entire Tongming door, and it seemed that a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
After waiting for the people to leave, Wen Mingtang picked up the rice ball he had prepared last night and took a bite. I don't know if it was because of the cold, but he always felt a little hard to swallow.
Different from the cold rice balls, the team became bustling again, and the murmurs of discussion at the front came to his ears, allowing Wen Mingtang to piece toget ...
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