Zhu Biao sat on a snow-white horse, fully draped with bows and arrows, and held a silver spear in his hand, and led one or twenty people to the place where he was grasping and doing fine work, where fifty or sixty villagers had been encircled.

Zhu Biao sat on the horse and saw a man tied to his back in the crowd, the head was round and the ears were big, the nose was straight and the mouth was square, the eyebrows were sparse, the waist was thin and the shoulders were broad, and there were tattoos, full of leopard prints, because of the stripes that were peeled, so they could be seen.

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