Liǔ Cháoquè's mind wandered back, and she asked Shredded Pork, "How long have I been in there?"
Time has no concept within the Secret Realm. Though arduous, what hardships hadn't Liǔ Cháoquè endured?
Even if the old folks used to constantly nag, "When I was young, conditions weren't this good," Liǔ Cháoquè could easily talk back: "Tree roots? You just boil this stuff in water to get some salt; actually eating it just shreds your throat."
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