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... beat up during breakfast, seems his name was Chuanzi.
Chuanzi, wearing a black coarsely woven cotton pants and jacket, donned a dogskin hat, wrapped up like a sticky rice dumpling. This was the standard attire for old Beiping natives in winter, warm, definitely won’t freeze.
Both of Chuanzi’s hands were tucked into his sleeves as he asked, "Do you want to know who did it?"
Ye Tian glared, "You know?"
"Know."
"Speak!"
Chuanzi stopped talking, looki ...
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