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... son.

"That’s weird... Why do I feel like someone’s talking bad about me?"

He paused for a moment, glancing around, but there was no one else in sight.

Just then, a cold breeze swept by, revealing the landscape below.

It was already autumn, and the trees on the mountain had turned shades of fiery red and pale yellow. Many of the more delicate plants and flowers had begun to wither.

But in the distance, a vast open field stood in stark contrast to the season ...

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