author:<Golden Toad Ance
state:in the series
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The wind howled and whistled through the cracks in the window, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold that seeped into the very core. The floor beneath was frigid, offering no respite from the biting air.,Du Fei shivered from the cold and shut the door behind him as he walked towards the front yard.,Looking back one last time, the mottled red door, the dilapidated lintel, and the bustling voices in the courtyard.。