Liu Zhi nodded, his sallow face gloomy: Of course. He looked at the tattered tents and some bonfires around him, and then looked at the dark night in the distance, as if thinking about tomorrow's march route. Suddenly he seemed to feel something. He frowned: Lao Jiu, did you hear that? What?...
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