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... f the light rain, with the passage of time, turned into a CRASHING, torrential downpour. The sky was also dark. Though it was the pleasant morning hour, the sky stubbornly resembled deep night. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
In this silent environment, Ye Zhuyin, the second-in-command of the Mythical Sound Pavilion, leisurely wandered the Sect with a yellow oiled-paper umbrella in hand.
Ye Zhuyin was tall and slender with a gentle face, dressed in a purple robe. As she walked, a ...
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