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In the depths of the city, the overflowing fragrance of tea wafts out from an inconspicuous small teahouse.

Shui Qingchen and Feng Xiaoyao sat by the window, their gorgeous clothes in contrast to the clothes of customers who often came and went here.

Cang Lie carried the goods and walked...

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