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... y to the source of the commotion.
The argument had already concluded.
A crowd was dispersing with mutterings and cursings, leaving a small stall behind.
On the stall, a middle-aged man clad in a Taoist robe, also muttered curses as he returned a plate of black pills, about the size of longan fruits, to the table and sat down cross-legged, waiting for the next fated person to inquire about the price.
It was then Brian noticed that this area resembled a market place ...
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