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... the Kunlun Snow Grass King and several mature stalks of Kunlun Snow Grass swayed gently.
Under normal circumstances, Meng Anwen would have noticed them immediately, but he was deep in thought, his awareness of the outside world greatly dulled.
Lin Moyu’s words had revealed far too much, enough to invite boundless speculation.
If, as he said, their world was nothing more than a lonely, insignificant island in a vast ocean, then what did that make him?
This was the ...
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