It was a man in his fifties, not tall, but not short either. He was covered in tatters, and the clothes he was wearing were a Taoist robe with a gossip diagram on it, I don't know how many years he had worn it or picked it up. The most important thing is that he has long hair that does not fit in with modern people at all. "Yellow Scorpion!" A rare smile appeared on Yu Yang's face, not a smile, not a contemptuous smile after the corners of his mouth were outlined, but a real...

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