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... s usually came to offer their reverence and sincere prayers.
However, the place was now dark and desolate, with a frighteningly somber atmosphere, a complete contrast to the divinity and grandeur of the daytime.
Here, a middle-aged woman was lighting white candles.
As she lit the candles, tears flowed, rolling down her cheeks and falling to the ground.
In the gloomy, dark space, combined with the vastness of the main hall, the woman’s figure appeared more lonely a ...
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