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... ce.

At the gates of Misty Mountain, by nightfall.

Night fell.

Chu Yuan gazed upon the large basin of dumplings before him and fell into deep thought.

Souls couldn’t eat.

They couldn’t even smell.

...

This troubled Chu Yuan greatly.

As for the one beside him,

Ning Fan was sitting there, tucking in voraciously.

Baize, meanwhile, gazed up at the firmament, apparently lost in thought, a persistent sourness and bitterness ...

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