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A dank, humid dungeon reeked of rot, decay, and sourness. Only one ray of sunlight illuminated the youthful face of a boy imprisoned within.,Just at this moment, footsteps came from outside. It turned out to be a middle-aged jailer in a gray uniform who walked in!,The next morning, the shackles in the dungeon were opened, and two jailers strode in, shouting loudly, “Don’t sleep! Get up!”。

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