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Just when Lin Haoran was about to give up, the door darkened and a woman in a robe walked in. Then the woman turned around without hesitation, and her loud voice rang out outside.,All eyes beheld a crowd clad in homespun tunics, their waists cinched with pale cloth belts. Both men and women sported long hair, styled into loose topknots atop their heads. The faces of the elder men bore etchings of hardship deeper than the yellow earth itself.,It wasn't because the sky was getting dark, but he...his stomach rumbled again.。