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... tuck at the edge of the flagon. The opening of the flagon was too small, so the bamboo arrow went half a circle around the flagon before finally falling to the ground.
“It’s such a pity,”
The middle-aged man looked regretful on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart.
Fortunately, he had coated the edge of the mouth of the wine pot with a layer of special wax. As long as the bamboo arrow touched the mouth of the pot, it would lose its power and then slide out.
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