Way of the Devil

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The cold wind was as sharp as knives, and snow was falling.

When Lu Sheng opened his eyes, he saw that he was sitting in a yellow-gray horse carriage. The carriage was swaying slightly, and he could hear the soft voice of a little girl beside him.

Outside the carriage was a cacophony of voices.

There were hawkers, shouts, and cheers.

And the laughter of children.

Lu Sheng sighed deeply.

He knew that he could not go back. It had been five days since he was a wily old man in a state-owned enterprise, waiting to die. After one drunken night, he woke up and came to this world.

He sniffed. The air smelled of wine, pancakes, and fried fruits.

"Aiya, Osmanthus Winery's white osmanthus wine is getting more and more fragrant."

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