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It was a whole piece of fabric hanging from her foot, flapping in the cold wind. There was nothing underneath it.,A crowd had already surged forward, surrounding him and shaking his slender arms with force.,As for Qu's thoughts, they were purer than ever. His mind was almost filled with the scriptures of saints and sages; even now, he could "recite from memory" hundreds of brilliant articles and flawlessly recite the Four Books and Five Classics backward.。