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... ht years had passed since Wang Shouzhe's transmigration.
It was a season of blooming flowers and the revival of all things.
At the Dingpu ferry crossing.
A large ferry slowly docked at the deep-water port.
As soon as the connecting bridge was laid flat, the crowd orderly disembarked. They held a card in their hands, passing through the gate one by one.
The card was no bigger than a child's palm, but it was exquisitely made, resembling gold but not gold, re ...
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