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... water that fell from a height fell on her head with a strong patter almost like the knocks her brother gives. But oddly it was therapeutic and felt like that falling water was massaging her head and body.
Closing her eyes, Xing thought about the journal she read last night and she felt something was odd about it. Why did that journal appeared out of nowhere now? What an I supposed to find out from it? Or, Was the Emperor right to doubt it’s originality?
Xing felt relieved after g ...
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