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... round as the cold winds cut into everyone’s faces as if knives with a painful sting. This type of snow was so strong that it would be weird for people in the city to be seen driving a car, let alone in the village.
Each step Wang Chao took towards the forests had sunk deep into the snow so that it covered his trousers and had a soft sound to it.
The road he was on now was neither concrete or asphalt, but dirt. It had already been three days, but he had finally reached ...
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