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... in a city like Daliang City, there are still slums under the feet of the Son of Heaven.
They are marginal people living in the bustling city.
In a thatched hut in the corner of the slum, Ling Feng opened his eyes with difficulty, and the muddy thatched roof first came into view.
"Am I still alive?"
He turned his head slightly, and saw a boy in his early teens kneeling and sitting on the cold ground. He was leaning against the head of the bed with his upper bod ...
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