PREVIEW
... is time not with terror—but with celebration.
Everywhere, disciples lit lanterns in honor of the great battle won. Wine flowed, music played, and laughter echoed across the peaks. For the first time in months, hope returned to their hearts.
But amidst the cheers and jubilation, one courtyard remained silent.
That courtyard belonged to Wang Li.
Inside, the candlelight flickered, casting his shadow on the stone walls. He sat cross-legged on his bed, his shirt discar ...
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