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In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Suddenly, with a creak, the door opened, and a sweet voice like that of a yellow warbler came, "Sister, your elder and younger sisters have come to see you.",Lan Qingjia's double script violently trembled, tears welling up in her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. They were filled with anger, hatred, pain, and sorrow.。