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... , the images from that day replaying in his mind: the dead white dog lying in the grass by the stream, his own Dagger hurriedly slicing through its flesh and skin.
CREAK—
Pushing open the wooden door, Wang Liubao entered, looking distraught, and set down the Longbow from his back. The savory taste of dog meat surged to his lips and tongue once again. He vigorously shook his head, trying to dispel the heavy guilt, then lit the candle on the table.
Scarcely had the dim cand ...
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