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... > On a cliff with thousands of holes like an ant's nest, a seven-sided watchtower stood like a needle at the top of the mountain.
Wearing a long black robe, Gu Mingxin walked along a stone path with cliffs on both sides, toward the tower at the top.
The left sleeve of her robe was empty, swaying slightly as she walked while her left arm was hung around her neck by a black leather strap. Half of her face was wrapped in a brown, blood-stained bandage.
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