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Chapter 535: The Immortal Never Breaks His Promise
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... their homes. Even though the air was bitterly cold and the northern wind cut like a knife, they paid no heed. They simply looked up at the inky clouds overhead, at the snowflakes swirling in the sky.
The snow was frigid, but as it fell to the ground, it brought nothing but life.
Countless people cheered, countless people wept.
“It's snowing!”
“The heavens have finally shown mercy!”
“Why couldn't it have come just a day earlier?”
“If only Father had ...
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