"It's not too early, let's all disperse." Pu Jia put down the tea bowl and raised her head. But he didn't dare to look at anyone. Those eyes have substance, and people's scalps are numb when they see it. After a moment of silence, everyone saluted and retired. The little boy bit the corner of his lip aggrievedly, and finally obediently retreated. Luan Rongsheng didn't leave. When the crowd had dispersed, he got up and lit the wick,...

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