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... the setting sun. It was mesmerizing, yet light and delicate rather than garish.
Behind the inn, bolts of cloth fluttered sharply in the wind from the textile workshop.
In a room on the second floor of the inn, the Daoist and the cat were in deep conversation.
“Lady Calico, your Boulder Legion can already be considered a minor success,” Song You said. “Even if you were to face a battalion of seasoned troops, unless there were men among them skilled enough to shatter bricks ...
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