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... p> The air was redolent with the scent of gardenias, marking the season.
Xu Musen felt his surroundings bustling. Waves of youthful and immature voices were continuously causing an uproar.
His body still seemed to be in pain, his head buzzing like a big, broken clock, as a sliver of light struggled to creep into his vision.
Amid his daze, a delicate and slender silhouette appeared before him. She seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
She was dressed i ...
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