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The door did not open.

Shi Ziran sat there for almost two incense sticks worth of time. Since he was bored, he could only take out a melon seed and eat it.

After waiting for a little while longer, Chen Youfu's door finally opened.

That fellow came out from under the eaves with weak steps, stretched his body and yawned, looking drowsy. Then, he stroked his beard, licked his dry lips