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... early hours of March, winter had passed, and the autumn wind had not yet risen, the sound of the breeze grew fainter as the dawn’s light lifted the night’s thin veil, revealing the already peaking sun.
Cheng Guang yawned, yet his eyes and brows showed not the slightest hint of sleepiness.
Cheng Guang found his body to be rather peculiar, feeling extremely fatigued despite having done nothing much.
As always, he opened the courtyard door and sat down at the stone table. ...
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