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... pired compared to my place. I needed to stop comparing mansions. It felt like I was being a bit conceited.
The place where Shao took me turned out to be the basement. A lot of thoughts ran through my head as Shao walked on ahead. Were there slaves down here? Or maybe some kind of underground torture chamber? What I did end up finding caused my mouth to drop open. There was a stock of supplies in barrels. These included food, firewood, and other supplies one might expect to run a mansion ...
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