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... ted to know how his two forces in Qingxu City were doing.

  Wang Hong wandered around Qingxu City leisurely, walking and watching, and occasionally bought some street snacks to eat while walking.

  Although these small snacks are not as good as the spiritual meals he made himself, they each have their own characteristics, and it is a kind of mood to eat them this way.

  When he wandered all the way to Zhao's Pill Pavilion, he found a circle of people outside the Pill Pavilio ...

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