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... ning of summer, the peach blossoms outside the Taoist temple had withered, replaced by a courtyard full of lush greenery.
Sixteen-year-old Lin Dong, holding a broom, was sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard. His shadow, elongated in the morning light, appeared especially serene and focused.
At that moment, the clear sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the Taoist temple. A woman in luxurious palace attire appeared, riding slowly on a white horse.
She was none ...
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