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... Tickets, Good Brothers!)_2
The twilight was half drawn, the evening imminent, yet the buildings lining the streets were mostly still unlit.
One by one, the dusky edifices sat on either side of the thoroughfare, like dark mountains in the distance.
Hence, at this moment, in the eyes of Zhao Rong, who stood at the end of the street, the road before him was a golden boulevard, laid with tiles that gleamed like gold.
The golden path led into the d ...
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