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Fang Hao went to the tanners’ district early in the morning.
By the time he got there, the tanners had already started their work.
Some took over from the skeleton laborers who were previously processing the leather, while others set up huge iron pots.
Inside, a paste-like substance was stewing, thick and sticky.
When he approached, he could smell a somewhat pungent odor.
Fang Hao stood at the entrance, chatting with Bach for a while, and then didn’t c ...
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