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... and the roomful of dead souls returned to the mirror once more.
With his hands drooping, it seemed as though the old man was dancing with his life, like a leaf slowly falling onto its root, each dance a lifetime.
Staring blankly at the mirror with his hollow eye sockets, the old man’s special aura slowly faded. His back remained hunched, his white hair disheveled, and the wrinkles on his skin became even more pronounced.
"Old master, may I try dancing on the stage?" Han F ...
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