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The furnishings in Zhang Youcai's room were extremely neat and tidy. It was unlikely that even the teapot on the table would not be washed clean.

Xu Xiaomo was curious, opening the teapot. There was only a lot of ashes left in the pot. Behind her, she picked up a piece of white paper that had not been burned completely. At first glance, one could vaguely see the picture of an eagle on it