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“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,When the rain had stopped, Lao San came over again to look at Chen Luo's hand. After making sure there was nothing wrong, he untied and put away the red rope.,"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."。