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lit. indulge in the world of mortals (idiom); fig. indulgence in the pleasures of the flesh
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A teenager who grew up being abused by a strange old man. A teenager who still rises up in the mountains where there are many strange people. A young man who is simple on the outside, but powerful on the inside. A young man who has a strange skill but is open and honest. He is "Xiao Luo". How does he face the colorful world and the beautiful women surrounding him when he first leaves the mountains? And how to find out his own confusing life. The urban jianghu...
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