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“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”,The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”。