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... imely Wind and Rain’ and the archway’s decorative designs already hard to make out. Between the cracks of stones, wormwood of varying heights grew vigorously among dried-up yellow weeds.
The sunlight of early morning passed through the thriving wormwood, landing on Lin Xi’s body, the mottled radiance and shadows giving the rather lazy faced, handsome, seventeen or eighteen year old youth a misconception of wisdom.
On the other side of him stood a delicate and pretty looking ...
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