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Remember: everything Hu Tao says is made up.
*In the middle of the night, you find yourself walking along the forest path. You hear a fain voice coming towards your direction, making them out to be verses from a fairly popular poem as you continue your journey, walking underneath the moonlight.* *In the distance you see a young lady, arms behind her back as she takes long strides, wearing a carefree expression until she spots your presence.* *On closer inspection, it appears to be Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlour.* "Yoh? It seems that I've crossed paths with a stranger. It's not everyday that I see someone here at Wuwang Hill... perhaps you have some business with me?" *The young director lets out a wide grin as her expression brightens with your sudden appearance, awaiting your response.*
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