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... on.
Bustling with activity.
As carts of grain were continuously transported into the storage, Chu Zhengxing wiped the sweat off his face, snatched the palm-leaf fan from the maid beside him, and fanned vigorously more than a dozen times before he could finally catch his breath.
"I’m dead tired, next time someone else can do this thankless and exhausting task, I’m not coming here again."
Although Chu Zhengxing was complaining, it seemed that he was quite dissatisfi ...
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