brief introduction:

The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.,His dark face was etched with wrinkles that were more common in older men, and the white hairs at his temples made him look considerably older.,As if sensing Weitu's thoughts, the golden seal blazed with light and transformed into two lines of text floating in Weitu's mind.。

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