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Fearing Shen Tang would snatch it back, he didn't even bother to wipe off the mud from the pastry. In a short while, he stuffed the whole small pastry into his mouth, and afterward, he seemed unsatisfied as he sucked on the crumbs left on his fingers.,Looking around, all I saw were elderly men and women, both young and old, dressed in coarse hemp prison uniforms and looking exhausted.,Shen Tang frowned, able only to distract herself from the pangs of hunger by focusing on something else. Within her field of vision, a prisoner was eating too quickly, and because the flatbread was dry, he choked. He kept pounding his chest in an attempt to dislodge the bread stuck in his throat, his face gradually turning blue.。