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... a golden goblet!”
The zither music stopped. Then, the youth who played the zither packed it away and slung it on his back.
As this youth looked at the reflections of the peach blossoms on both sides of the river, he murmured, “It’s time to enter the city. The people who should come are all here already.”
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As the boat moved along the river, it slowed down.
The noise from behind slowly vanished. Xiao Chen looked somewhat curiously at Drunkard Cui and asked so ...
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