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An old beggar appeared at the door and squatted on the ground. Her face covered in dirt, her hair flying about like a feather, and her quail clothes tangled in knots. When she saw Situ Han Yu hurrying over, she extended a filthy hand to block her way and said, "Miss, please do it!"

The old beggar's voice was not hoarse at all, it sounded like a young man's voice