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... retching out his hand to catch the thin piece of fabric before it hit the ground, grasping it in his hand.
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Zhao Rong’s eyes shone with curiosity, feeling the fabric to be light and thin, the touch smooth and silky.
With his right hand tightly holding the fabric, he didn’t look immediately, instead, he first draped his long robe with the left hand. When he was ready, he loosened his fist in the right hand, spread out the strange piece of clot ...
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