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"These kinds of herbs aren't hard to find. Since they became the last obsession for martial artists, there must be some effect to them.",Chen Luo was boiling medicine in a broken pottery pot inside the stable, the pungent smell wafting throughout the yard.,Chen Luo glanced at the stray dog raised by his uncle. He remembered when he first came to the city and stayed with his uncle, this mangy dog had bitten a hole in his pants. In the corner, the mangy dog, its tail stiff with anxiety, was hidden away from the foul stench, sensing that something bad might be about to happen.。