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... p>Within the mirror, on the surface of the lake, as Yan Zhaoge strode winds rose and clouds surged.
As he walked, his gaze swept the area, before suddenly coming to rest on a single spot.
Within the bamboo house, Ruan Ping’s heart skipped a beat as the Yan Zhaoge on the mirror’s surface was clearly looking straight into his eyes.
Separated by the formation, by layers and layers of scenery, the two seemed to have crossed over that boundless distance.
Gazing over, Yan Zhaog ...
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