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... endless forest, where the rustling sounds of small animals can always be heard.
Su Qiuqiu sat cross-legged in front of the pond, first drinking some water by cupping it in her hands to quench her thirst, then using her fingers to dab some water to groom her white hair, muttering, "Western version of the King of Wuji Country, I’m here."
The clear pond reflected her visage, but the man she saw that night at school did not reappear.
Su Qiuqiu was a bit disappointed.
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