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... what overcast recently, with the wind carrying a heavy dullness.
Fang You gathered a breeze in his hand, relaxed his grip, and let the wind slip away, drifting towards the grey sky. And at the far end of this grey sky, invisible to ordinary people, was a vast, boundless tide of grey mist, merely gazing upon it bred an unstoppable sense of oppression.
"This is the surging tide of the times."
Under this mighty tide, there still flowed streams of grey mist unseen by commoner ...
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