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... erywhere, thousands of trees adorned in white blossoms.
In front of the Cultivation Room, snow accumulated up to knee height. The gray robes on her body shielded her from the cold and heat, yet Jiang Yuebai’s little face was painfully whipped by the harsh northern wind.
She struggled to walk out from the courtyard; the heavy snow had sealed the mountain, leaving no path out.
"I arranged to meet Grandpa in three days, why hasn’t he come?"
The cold wind howled. Stan ...
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