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... rina's help, lay down on the bamboo bed.

The single bed, made entirely of bamboo, had a slight elasticity to it but made no noise, giving Bai Luo the illusion that he was lying on a spring mattress.

After helping Bai Luo onto the bed, Katarina moved to the wardrobe. Based on the information she had gathered from the innkeeper earlier, she took out some bedding and began setting up on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Bai Luo asked, puzzled, as he watched Katarina spread th ...

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