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In the early morning of late autumn, the mist had yet to dissipate entirely. Within Gailiu County town, wisps of smoke were already rising from hearths, and faintly, one could hear murmurs of voices.,A fat man wielding a large spoon kicked a gray-clad apprentice to the ground with one foot, his cheeks jiggling as he did so:,A month ago, when he first arrived, Li Yuan almost had his head cracked open by that rice spoon...。