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... ily bowed their heads to gobble up their rice, knowing that asking further questions would be pointless, as Mo Yan wasn’t going to say anything. Yet, they were all intensely curious.
The harrier, locked outside in the cold wind, began to screech discontentedly, its voice shriller and more piercing than ever before.
Mo Yan turned a deaf ear and silently shoveled rice and vegetables into her mouth. If she could understand the bird’s language, she was certain that the creature was c ...
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