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... crammed into this small space. The sheets that had probably not been used for the past hundreds of years were both mouldy and smelly.


Qin Jiu used his glove to cover his nose as he assessed the room.


“Let me think. Where should I put you?” He gently said.


He was a little taller that You Huo and would hit the roof if he stood up straight. He could only bow his head as he stood there.


“On the bed? The bed has a bed post I can tie the rope to. Its width defin ...

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