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The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,In his past life, although he was an unregistered and unacknowledged wandering Taoist priest, following his master around the countryside brought in a decent amount of income. Even during the worst of times, things had never been this bleak.,As if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the fog, Li Yuan shuddered violently, nearly spilling half his bowl of rice soup onto the floor!。