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... today, why is the second boss suddenly burning paper money?"
In an unremarkable house in the outer city, Yin Minghong was burning paper money in the courtyard. The grayish-white paper money danced into ashes on the tongues of flame, and the rising smoke seemed to depict scenes from another world.
Rong Yao, dressed in laborer’s attire and dirt-covered, stood by the door, curiously watching Yin Minghong’s actions. He had come to accompany Yin Minghong on a task today, but arriving ...
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