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Chapter 342: Why Are You Here?
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... s of the grass and trees around them. On the primitive dirt road winding through the valley, there were no tall buildings, no neon lights—only the luminous moon above casting its glow. With no other light sources, the scene was serene and dreamlike.
Two figures walked along, the old hen now carried in the Daoist's hands, while the little girl transformed into a calico cat, padding alongside him in small steps. They walked on the main road, flanked by swaying reeds in full bloom, as if tr ...
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