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At the same time.

In a courtyard on the other side of the Ice Snow City, a sloppy middle-aged man was sitting on an old sofa. His hair was greasy, as if he hadn’t washed his hair for months.

He was wearing a dirty cotton jacket, and his body was dirty. He had a shiny chicken leg in his left hand, and a bottle of vodka in his right. He was eating until his mouth was full of oil