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... the breath of midsummer, and the air was filled with the increasingly strong heat of summer.
Outside a sprawling complex of ancient architecture, a pavilion with a Daoist Eight Trigrams symbol stood firm under three towering old elm trees.
Chen Han, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, leaned back tiredly in the pavilion.
His mood was complex.
A month ago, he felt that heaven had not treated him too badly. Although his parents had long passed away, he was blesse ...
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