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The next morning, a series of hurried knocks on the door woke Cao Ziyang up from his sleep. He sat up impatiently, and used his hand to hammer his forehead that was a little muddled from the pain, before he stood up to open the door. Han Ya acted as if he did not hear anything, and continued to sleep under the bed.

"Mr. Cao, hurry up and go take a look. The door..