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... n I finally came to, I found myself right by a farmer’s house.” He Lingchuan could only give a vague reply. “In the mountains, there’s no sense of sun or moon. How long has it been?”
“Since the battle? Close to a month.” The Panlong Wasteland was vast. If He Lingchuan had been carried downstream and lingered somewhere for ten or twenty days, it was hardly unusual for him to have only gotten to the city now. Hence, Hu Min did not think too much of it, and what did it really even matter? “ ...
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