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... hing, reaching Wei Zhao’s ears indoors.
These days, he was especially lethargic, as if to make up for all the nights he had stayed awake from pain and spitting blood, tossing and turning till dawn.
Smoke from the incense burner spiraled and spread into every corner, the aroma was from high-grade Calming Incense, fresh and elegant to the nose.
He lifted his eyelids, straightened up, got off the bed slowly, washed up, then went over to the wooden table, and took out the por ...
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