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It was a whole piece of fabric hanging from her foot, flapping in the cold wind. There was nothing underneath it.,This place was strange, it was an old dilapidated hut. There were no decent houses around, and there were some pottery jars in the corner. However, a rather unremarkable bowl caught his eye - it looked exactly like a Ming Dynasty bowl.,Lin Hao-ran had just ignited the hope of a lifetime's return, but this woman in ancient attire ran out again. Although he was doubtful about her clothes, his anger outweighed everything else.。