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1 1 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory0.png
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2 2 401 1 209
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3 3 301 RImgBg1Disable Dusk on the Nighter begins with the extended sound of a trumpet, signaling the commencement of the night bazaar.
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4 5 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory171.png
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5 6 301 RImgBg1Enable RImgBg1Disable Noises converge on the deck where the neon signs wake, while lanterns shaped as dragon heads take flight, encircling the central tower. The dazzling view of the Nighter by night rises on the dark horizon.
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6 8 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory158.png
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7 9 301 RImgBg1Enable The stage before the tower becomes the center of the Nighter during the bazaar, where merchants come to bid in the famed Trade Fair. Folks gather for the displays, as do the rich and powerful in their loges.
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8 10 301 Kemuri's troupe of mechanoid puppets takes the stage in a showcase of graceful sword dances. Their braids glide as phoenixes, their bodies sway as willows—mechanical yet spirited, gentle yet cold.
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9 200 301 Their performance has also lined the crowd with dread, however. The audience is well aware that the elegant dancers onstage are always an order away from drawing blood with their swords.
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10 11 301 And then fireworks soar above the deck, exploding into spectacular colors between the towers and the lanterns.
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11 12 301 RImgBg1Disable Earth or heaven, this is as opulent as it gets.
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12 14 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory155.png
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13 15 301 RImgBg1Enable Beyond the Trade Fair, the night bazaar is equally bustling.
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14 16 301 A man who just exited the loge is currently arguing with a merchant.
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15 17 201 1 500228
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16 18 301 1 Tycoon Is this trash what you're selling me? 1
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17 19 301 A bona fide mogul, the man dressed in riches holds a smoking pipe in gold in his hand, his shirt pinned with an equally golden pocket watch. He scolds the merchant in front of him with utter disdain.
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18 20 301 Merchant S-sorry, sir... This is all that's left. But maybe if you visit again tomorrow—
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19 21 301 Wiping off the sweat from his brows, the merchant bends over backward to apologize to the tycoon, his head dipping as low as the rich man's boots.
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20 22 301 Meanwhile, the surrounding hawkers flock to the wealthy man, hungry and craving.
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21 23 301 Gathered Hawkers Check out my offers, sir! Brand new livers, freshly picked—
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22 24 301 Gathered Hawkers Screw you! I'm here first, sir! Look—healthy organs in mint condition!
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23 25 301 Gathered Hawkers How about some prosthetics, sir? I've just restocked—
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24 26 301 The hawkers are relentless, wrestling for a shot to sell their wares in exchange for miles, even if it means stepping over a fellow merchant.
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25 27 201 1 500235
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26 28 301 1 Distracted by the commotion, nobody notices a boy sneakily approaching the tycoon from behind.
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27 29 301 The boy keeps looking over his shoulder indecisively, his face filled with hesitation.
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28 30 301 Changyu will later recall this moment when he first notices the boy while hanging in a food stall to the side.
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29 31 301 The boy's expression is all too familiar to him.
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30 32 201 1 500227 4
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31 33 301 1 Boy ... 1
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32 34 301 Having made up his mind, the boy takes advantage of the confusion to reach for the tycoon's pocket, where a purse is poking out.
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33 35 202 1 1
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34 36 301 Seeing this, Changyu leaps from his seat, shoving his half-empty sour plum drink to the stall's owner.
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35 37 201 1 500216 1
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36 38 301 1 Changyu Hold this for me, Uncle Fu! 1
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37 39 301 Uncle Fu Hey, punk, pay up—
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38 40 301 Changyu Back in a sec! Put it on my tab! 1
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39 41 301 Changyu dexterously dashes between the customers, hopping over the bench outside the stall.
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40 42 301 Changyu Move! Move! 1
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41 43 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Complaining Customer What the hell? Watch it!
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42 44 202 1 1
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43 45 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgCg/Cgqz2001.jpg
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44 989 401 1 201
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45 46 301 AniZhuanchangEnd Changyu Hey, boss! Forgetting anything?
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46 47 301 The boy is stepping away when Changyu walks by and blows the whistle on him. While whistling.
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47 48 301 Slightly confused at first, the wealthy tycoon pats his pockets at once—
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48 49 301 —And finds nothing inside. The tycoon's plump face stiffens and tenses, and he immediately grabs the now panicking boy.
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49 50 301 Tycoon My purse! You rascal!
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50 51 301 Boy I-I don't—
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51 52 301 Facing away from them, Changyu masterfully swoops up the purse from the boy's jacket.
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52 53 301 Tycoon Give it back now!
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53 54 301 Boy I don't have it!
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54 55 301 Tycoon You're dead meat if I find it!
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55 56 301 Changyu Is this what you're looking for?
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56 57 301 Boy W-what? When did you—
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57 58 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Despite feeling confident that he has stowed it securely inside his jacket, the boy looks in shock as Changyu flaps the gemstone-clad purse in front of the two of them, giving the tycoon an upward nod.
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58 60 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory155.png
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59 61 201 1 500228
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60 62 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Tycoon You're so dead, you little shit! 1
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61 63 201 1 500227 5
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62 64 301 1 Boy I... 1
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63 65 301 The boy attempts to bolt, not realizing Changyu has him firmly in his grasp.
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64 66 301 The tycoon raises his arm above his head, ready to smack the boy—only to have his purse shoved into his lifted hand by Changyu, and any momentum of a strike is lost.
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65 25252 203 1 0.25 -400
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66 67 201 2 500216 1 400
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67 68 301 1 Changyu Calm your horses! 2
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68 69 301 Changyu The night bazaar is brimming with colorful folks, my good sir. Remember to keep your hands in your pockets next time, 'cause I can't guarantee others will keep their hands in theirs, okay? 2
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69 62626 502 PanelActor1Shake
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70 70 301 Changyu says so with a smile. Despite Changyu's frail appearance, the boy is surprised by his strength when he fails to flee from his hold.
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71 24242 202 2 1
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72 71 201 1 500228 3
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73 72 301 1 Tycoon Who the hell are you? What are you after? I've got nothing for you! 1
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74 73 201 1 500216 1
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75 74 301 1 Changyu Just a concerned Kowloong citizen—and, please, you don't have to thank me! I'll leave you be. Enjoy your time here in the bazaar! 1
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76 75 301 AniZhuanchangBegin With that, Changyu drags the boy away from the scene.
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77 76 202 1 1
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78 78 201 1 500216 400 1
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79 79 201 2 500227 5 -400 1
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80 80 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Boy What are you doing—who are you?! 2
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81 81 301 The boy is so mad his eyes seem to be popping out.
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82 82 301 Changyu Amateur. 1
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83 83 204 2 4
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84 84 301 Boy ...What? 2
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85 85 301 Changyu I said, what an amateur! 1
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86 86 301 Changyu Did you see the look on the tycoon's face? If this is all you've got for this line of work, you're gonna get caught. And people like them don't take kindly to it. 1
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87 87 301 Changyu Why were you stealing the purse in the first place? 1
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88 88 204 2 5
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89 89 301 Boy N-none of your damn business! If you're just thief-splaining... 2
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90 90 301 Changyu Tokens. What do you know about it? 1
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91 91 204 2 4
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92 92 301 Boy ...Huh? 2
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93 400 401 1 205
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94 93 301 Changyu takes out an intricately crafted coin, tossing it into the air before catching it.
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95 999 204 1 1
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96 94 301 Changyu How much do you think you can take from a purse? What is this, the Golden Age? No one brings cash anymore! But that man dressed like big money, which means he would be carrying a token like this. 1
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97 95 301 Changyu This token is where the money's at—identification of a member of the Chamber of Commerce. And the doors you can open with this... 1
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98 96 204 1 1
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99 97 301 Changyu See, here's your first lesson. See better. 1
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100 98 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Changyu grins like he is on top of the world, and with his arm around the boy's shoulder, he leads the stupefied young man away.
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101 100 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory155.png
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102 99 202 1 2 1
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104 102 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Changyu Uncle Fu, one Shacha noodles for our friend here! 1
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105 103 301 Changyu sits the boy down enthusiastically.
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106 104 301 Uncle Fu Pay for yours first, you punk!
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107 105 204 1 1
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108 106 301 Changyu C'mon, Uncle Fu, I told you to put it on my tab—and here I am with a new customer! 1
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109 107 301 Uncle Fu ...Just stay the hell out of my way! I'm running a business here!
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110 108 301 Changyu See, I know you are the best! 1
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111 109 301 Changyu Have you tried his Shacha noodles? Best on the Nighter, no joke. 1
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112 110 203 1 0.25 400
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113 111 201 2 500227 5 -400
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114 112 301 1 Boy Wait... Just who are you? What do you want from me? 2
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115 113 301 Changyu Didn't I mess up your job earlier? So take this as my apology, and now we're even! 1
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116 114 301 Changyu And I have to thank you as well—the way he hid his token, you really did me a solid back there, running distractions. 1
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117 115 204 2 4
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118 116 301 Boy ... 2
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119 117 301 Boy You're— 2
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120 118 301 Changyu Thanks for the compliment! You're so kind. Unless that wasn't a compliment, in which case—how dare you! 1
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122 119 301 Uncle Fu Here, your noodles.
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123 120 301 Changyu Thanks! 1
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124 121 301 Changyu C'mon, try it. 1
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125 122 301 Changyu prepares the noodles with a well-practiced routine, pouring the Shacha sauce into the bowl and stirring it before placing it in front of the boy.
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126 123 301 Boy ... 2
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127 124 301 The boy is determined to turn down Changyu's offering, but in the face of a hot bowl of noodle soup, he cannot help but take a large bite.
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128 125 301 Changyu How is it? 1
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129 126 301 Boy It's... delicious! 2
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130 127 301 Changyu Told ya! 1
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131 128 301 Changyu crosses his legs.
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132 129 301 Changyu I'm Changyu. You? 1
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133 130 301 Boy ...Do you just tell everyone your name? 2
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134 131 301 Changyu Exchanging names is common courtesy in Kowloong. You do it after the apology and the noodles. 1
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135 132 301 Boy Huainan. 2
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136 133 301 Changyu Hmm. You aren't exactly dressing in rags... Ran into trouble, didn't you? Want to talk about it? 1
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137 134 301 Huainan None of your damn business. 2
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138 135 204 1
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139 136 301 Changyu True. Who isn't in trouble on the Nighter, am I right? 1
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140 137 301 Changyu I'll leave you to your noodles, then. Just remember to be more careful next time—and stay away from the stingy type with a temper. 1
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141 138 301 Changyu It was a good call making a move when you did. An amateur like you won't stand a chance when Pulao's mechanoids arrive at the bazaar later tonight. 1
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142 139 301 Huainan I-I know that! 2
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143 140 204 1 1
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144 141 301 Changyu Of course you do. I'll see you next time, then. 1
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146 143 301 With that, Changyu finishes his sour plum drink and takes off, whistling and tossing the coin.
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148 145 301 1 Huainan ... 2
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149 146 301 Huainan ...Changyu, is it? 2
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150 147 301 The boy named Huainan watches as Changyu departs, buried in thought. It takes him a moment before he returns to his bowl of Shacha noodles.
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151 148 301 When he finishes, Huainan shoves the empty bowl aside and gets up, ready to leave.
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152 149 301 Uncle Fu You—stop it right there!
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153 150 301 Huainan ...Who? Me? 2
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154 151 301 Uncle Fu Obviously! You stay right there!
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155 152 301 Huainan What's wrong? 2
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156 153 301 Uncle Fu That punk said you're paying his tab. That's one Shacha noodles and one sour plum drink. You paying with grubs or what?
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157 154 301 Huainan ... 2
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158 155 301 Huainan turns to where Changyu was headed, and finds him turning around at the same time. Changyu waves and cups his hand around his mouth, and from a distance he yells—
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159 156 301 Changyu Your second lesson—don't be so trusting!
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160 157 301 Huainan ... 2
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161 158 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin Huainan ...Payment code, please. How much is it? 2
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