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... dless, and amidst the endless mountain ranges, a tiny human figure trudged on through the white snow. Every now and then, a cold, biting wind would sweep through, and the snowflakes it carried would land on the figure’s shoulders.
Bi Fang patted his shoulder, the accumulated snow falling off in a rustle. The weather was cold enough that snowflakes wouldn’t melt immediately upon touching his clothes, or even his face.
After walking through the snow-covered forest for over an hour, ...
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