The long night finally passed.

Qingyi Garden.

On the steps in front of the courtyard, Ji Fanyin put his hands on his cheeks and looked up at the drowsy sky.

In that dark black cloud, there was a thin glitter, hidden inside.

"Lightning, thunder rolling,...

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