"It's been ten years or so, I reckon." The bearded man bitter-smiled and shook his head.
An old man sitting across from him immediately retorted, "More than that. At least twenty-something years. He was already here when my son got married—no, wait, even earlier than that..."
Watching the group of fishermen all talking at once, Mi Lan felt a hint of surprise. Could this crazy old beggar actually have some sort of background?
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