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Chapter 175

Chapter 175

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A remote border town. Two ragged, half-grown children knelt on the ground, before them characters written in charcoal covering the earth. "Selling ourselves to bury our father, begging a kind soul to bestow ten taels of silver or a thick coffin..."

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