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... in his mind once more:

"The Long family has never had a fallen genius... You will rise again in the future..."

Long Yan had initially thought these words were mere comfort, but after learning about Long Nian's past, he finally understood.

They weren't just words of sympathy—there was deep hope and conviction behind them.

With that realization, a sudden warmth surged through Long Yan's body.

Resolve burned in his chest, replacing the dull despair with newf ...

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