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Chapter 825: Imprisonment
ns, just smiled and followed him forward. As they walked, she bumped into someone. 。That was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, raggedly dressed, barefooted even in the dead of winter, his feet we...ointed at the white-robed physician sleeping on the ground, “Shouldn’t you move him away from me” “Yes, yes, I’ll move him right away.” 。He vaguely felt that it wasn't quite right to call himself "I"...