Lin Hao, the scorching sun that is about to hide in the shadows, hangs in the west like an omelette gold, as beautiful as a picture scroll painted with greasy oil paint. The tranquil woods and the cascading hills that were barely visible in the distance swayed at the bottom, adding a little more to the light that shone out of the eyes of the Holy Radiance...

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