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It was a whole piece of fabric hanging from her foot, flapping in the cold wind. There was nothing underneath it.,Lin Hao-ran had just ignited the hope of a lifetime's return, but this woman in ancient attire ran out again. Although he was doubtful about her clothes, his anger outweighed everything else.,It was that very spring, he devoted himself to a common scholar from Changlin Village.。