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... d twist instantly left Ling Shuanghun staring in shock.
At this moment, Ling Shuanghun’s expression resembled that of the squirrel from Ice Age chasing after an acorn—after enduring countless hardships to finally grasp it, he didn’t even know where to take the first bite.
Years of chronicling unofficial histories had conditioned Ling Shuanghun to instinctively reach into his storage pouch for paper, brush, and bamboo slips, ready to jot down the scene in shorthand.
Yet th ...
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