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... cking sound rang out, followed by the chatter of children’s voices from outside.

Shao Zifeng tied his hair back and, picking up the Crystal Fish he had prepared on the table, walked towards the door: "Coming, coming."

Upon opening the door, the blinding sunlight caused Shao Zifeng to momentarily feel dazed, and he instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

After several days of treatment and recovery, the symptoms of his snow blindness had lessened, but he would st ...

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