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... essily on his head, mixed with quite a few strands of white hair, showing the vicissitudes of life.
Along with his shabby, tattered clothes, he no longer had the aura of immortal grace from the past few days. No one would doubt if told he was collecting scrap.
WenRen He put down the lunch box on the cement ground next to him.
After a while, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy slowly walked out from the side.
The boy wore an exceptionally ill-fitting oversized coat, ...
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