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Zhang Yi Qing's nameless pub seemed cold and deserted. There were only a few dozen people in the main hall. Compared to the bustling scene outside in the city, it was a bit out of place.

In the tavern, he sat with Ting Yu, with Mu Xinshu and Hai Chen on his left and right. Hai Zhu was already sleeping soundly on the table beside him, unaware of what was happening outside