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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.,Li Yuan, who was busy with his nimble hands and feet, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.,Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Li Yuan crouched down again. He didn't attract any other gazes, but his mind couldn't help but wander.。