It's hard to suppress a boat full of sweet dreams
Chapter Thirty-Six
The young man, busy playing a game with the old fox, naturally couldn't hear Zhou Yulin's thoughts. The man in black beside her, having overheard the conversation from above, turned pale and clicked his tongue, "What a useless old man." Before Zhou Yulin could even blink, he vanished from her sight.
Zhou Yulin, left with her hands and feet bound and unable to utter a sound, silently shed two lines of tears as wide as noodles. "I also want to act cool! Can I have a moment of that coolness too?"
"..." Zhou Yulin lowered her eyes, staring at the talisman stuck to her mouth. She took a breath, her teeth successfully biting the edge of the talisman, and chewed it up before swallowing it.
As for the ropes binding her hands, she focused her attention on the surrounding array. She remembered that she had just glimpsed an array related to flying swords. If she could seize the right opportunity, cutting the ropes would not be a problem.
Her gaze swept over the nearly one hundred arrays in the secret room, finally settling on an inconspicuous array in the corner, which she found.
Zhou Yulin's eyes brightened. She crawled a few meters on the ground, trying to avoid touching the complete formation. By the time she finally reached the flying sword formation, she was panting and sweating profusely. She struggled to throw the pebble in her palm, and the formation in the corner immediately burst into a dazzling light, turning the dim lines on the ground into golden light and connecting them.
In the blink of an eye, a flying sword grazed past Zhou Yulin's face, breaking the knot in two. Zhou Yulin touched her face and felt a damp patch on her fingers.
She stared at the bloodstains on her palm, looked at the array that had lit up and then dimmed, and finally fixed her gaze on the blue-green crystal that had suddenly appeared in the very center of the array.
Amidst the steaming heat, the old man poured a cup of tea for his son-in-law, who was usually unknown to the public. "Son-in-law," he said, "you didn't come here today just to talk to me about this, did you?"
Seeing the young man take a sip of tea, the head of the Liu family's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a more sincere tone, "Young man, don't always fight and kill. Let's sit down and talk things over."
Chen Muyao put down his teacup, tapping the tea table casually with his fingers. "The bandits in Jinling City have been rampant in recent years. What are your thoughts, Patriarch Liu?"
"I've heard about the rampant banditry. If I had an official position, I would have intervened. But I'm just a merchant with some spare money. I'm already doing my best to protect myself. How can I possibly manage all this?"
"Fifteen-year-old Liu Yuning was abducted by bandits, and many other children in the city were abducted that same year. Is Patriarch Liu still going to play dumb?" Patriarch Liu looked at the young man in front of him, feeling somewhat relieved for some reason. He sat down in the seat opposite him. "What are you saying? I don't understand. As Yuning's father, I was also very saddened by what happened back then."
"Colluding with bandits, researching forbidden arts, and harming the people." One crime after another was recited from the young man's mouth. Only then did Liu Wuquan seriously examine the other party, and said in a low voice, "Young man, arrogance is a good thing, but recklessness can kill people. Xie Wuwang, if you are willing to work for me now, then I will save your life today. But if you are not willing, then there is only one way - death."
Liu Wuquan's eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent and ferocity. He laughed and said, "I'd like to see how much trouble you can stir up in Jinling City all by yourself."
"How foolish of Patriarch Liu! When did I ever say that I was the only one here today?" Faced with the young man's nonchalant and lazy demeanor, Liu Wuquan simply thought that this man was being stubborn on his deathbed and putting on a show of composure.
"I've never used the Soul-Swapping Technique on a living person before." His gaze swept over the fanaticism and madness in Liu Wuquan's eyes, and Chen Muyao didn't bother to explain, "Yu Zhuo."
The jade arrow transformed into a sword and landed in the boy's palm. "No need for further words."
Liu Wuquan snatched the wooden staff from the altar. The obscure incantation flowed with spiritual energy. Seeing the green light emanating from the staff, Chen Muyao was in no hurry to interrupt. Instead, she teased, "Your incantation is so long. Did you manage to knock yourself to the ground before you finished reciting it?"
Liu Wuquan naturally ignored the boy's mockery, "Mirror, open."
The square mirror instantly trapped the boy in the confined space.
"Ignorant child! This is my masterpiece—six seemingly ordinary mirrors that reflect all attacks. Even a Nascent Soul level expert would be trapped inside for a quarter of an hour before being able to come out." Liu Wuquan admired it with great satisfaction and sat down leisurely.
The man in black also stepped out at this moment. "Is everything resolved?"
Liu Wuquan said smugly, "Of course, he's just a mere brat."
Before he could finish speaking, the door slammed shut. "Father, have you seen Wuwang yet?"
Liu Wuquan's lips twitched. Looking at his eldest daughter, who was followed by a group of people, he chuckled dryly. "Yue'er, what's this?" She didn't seem to be looking for her husband; she seemed to be here to uphold justice and even betray her own family.
“These are my sister’s friends. It’s strange, I haven’t seen my sister these past two days.” Liu Yuyue wiped away imaginary tears. “Master… this young master said that a Liu family jade pendant fell where my sister disappeared, so Father, please explain to them that this matter has nothing to do with you, right?”
Liu Wuquan gave the man in black beside him a look, then looked back at his daughter and said confidently, "Of course." He showed no trace of the ruthless look he had just displayed.
Unexpectedly, the white-robed man following behind his eldest daughter suddenly spoke up, "My junior sister is indeed here." The righteous and upright immortal lord clasped his hands in apology.
In an instant, Xuan Qingxian appeared in front of the man in black. Just as her hand was about to touch the man's cloak, the man in black, who reacted even faster, took three steps back. "Good skills."
The young man opposite him was only in his early twenties, but his strength was already at the peak of the Golden Core stage.
While Xuan Qingxian was locked in a fierce battle with the man in black, Liu Wuquan looked at Liu Yuyue again, his eyes no longer showing the affection he had at the beginning, and he spoke coldly, "What is Yue'er doing?"
"As you can see, Father, I'm here to find someone." The woman sitting down had a stern expression, while the man and woman behind her had already drawn their weapons.
"..." Liu Wuquan covered his face and chuckled softly, "This is really outrageous, a daughter trying to kill her father."
Gu Ling retorted, "I wouldn't bother killing you, old man."
"Please look carefully. We are all righteous people, unlike you who look so sleazy and crooked. Don't use your petty mind to judge us, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Tao'er raised an eyebrow, somewhat speechless. Was this the time to be agonizing over such a question?
What are you doing with those two toy swords?
Gu Ling smiled guiltily, "I can only watch the show, it looks a bit less imposing without two swords."
As Liu Wuquan's fire spirit spell landed during their conversation, Yu Tao'er was kicked into a corner by Gu Ling, while she herself landed safely in a flying motion. Looking at her scorched hair, her lips trembled, and a tear fell onto the back of her hand.
"You old bastard! I'll fight you to the death!"
Gu Ling rubbed his sore buttocks, staring dumbfounded at the 300-pound woman who had suddenly gone berserk, feeling as if the earth was shaking.
Yu Tao'er wasn't fast, but she kept throwing Gu worms at Liu Wuquan's face like they were free. Seeing the crawling Gu worms, Gu Ling, who was terrified of insects, first put two golden light shields on himself.
"Yu Tao'er! Can you at least aim before you throw!"
These bugs have all crawled over here! Gu Ling huddled in a corner, cursing under his breath, but also knowingly minimizing his presence.
He looked to his left and saw the senior disciple of the Xuanling Sect kick the man in black in the chest, but the man blocked the kick with his sword. The two of them staggered back a few meters, with tea sets flying everywhere on either side.
Looking to the right, Yu Tao'er was panting as she threw her Gu worms, while also dodging Liu Wuquan's spiritual energy attack. Xu Zuiyue was in the same predicament; neither of them could get close to the other, let alone actually attack him.
What caught Gu Ling's attention most was the mirror floating above the room. This seemingly inconspicuous mirror kept making a clanging and banging sound.
Gu Ling rubbed his eyes to make sure the mirror hadn't come to life.
A chill rose from the daytime, ascending up the valley's spine. He swallowed hard. Could it be... a ghost? No way, everyone says evil spirits are most afraid of daylight.
Perhaps the more he thought about it, the more fantastical it seemed, because Gu Ling actually felt as if something was grabbing his feet. He chuckled dryly, thinking it was just an illusion, a hallucination.
Only when the grip strengthened, and he felt as if his feet were being held by something, did he lower his head in fear. "Ah!" The man's scream pierced the sky above the Liu residence, and also made Zhou Yulin's head buzz.
Panting, Yu Tao'er turned around at the sound and saw a female ghost, soaking wet and with disheveled hair, grabbing Gu Ling's foot. The scream just now was from Gu Ling, who had turned pale with fright. "Hahahaha." In a very unkind way, Yu Tao'er laughed so hard that a fireball exploded on her.
"You must not be distracted during the fight," Xu Zuiyue, who landed beside her, reminded her.
Zhou Yulin, standing in the corner, tossed her hair back and said, "It's me."
Unfortunately, Gu Ling was already terrified out of his wits, “…”
Who would have thought that this tunnel was connected to a pool of water? After wading through the pool, you would find yourself in the corner of this room. Zhou Yulin was climbing the stairs without realizing whose foot she had grabbed. When her fingers, which had been soaked in water and were now cold and numb, touched Gu Ling, it was no wonder that the man thought he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.
Zhou Yulin finally escaped, but she was exhausted and sat on the ground. Suddenly, a sword flashed in front of her, and a sword was pressed against her neck. "Stop, all of you, or she's dead." She looked up and saw a black-clad man who was an old acquaintance.
According to the story, everyone should have stopped at this point and let the man in black do as he pleased. However, Gu Ling, who had just come to his senses, said indifferently, "Oh, go ahead and do it." "If you want to kill or torture someone, do it quickly. If you kill her, we'll kill you next. It won't delay anything."
After surviving the ordeal, Zhou Yulin realized that her escape from the secret room had led her from one dangerous place to an even more dangerous one.
"If I had known, it would have rotted in the secret room," was the only thought in Zhou Yulin's mind.
Aside from Xuan Qingxian and Gu Ling, who could only watch the spectacle, no one around had stopped fighting. "It seems your friends don't care much about you," the man in black said, bending down with a meaningful tone. "Why don't you come with me? I'll guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and honor."
Utterly disappointed, the woman lowered her head sadly. From an angle unseen by the man in black, a wicked smile curled at the corner of her lips. The moment the sword slammed down, the woman vanished from her spot. "Now!" Gu Ling's voice rang out.
The man in black was still wondering where Zhou Yulin had gone when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. The man who had been unmoved just moments before drew his blood-stained sword, pointing the tip at the kneeling man in black. "I'll send you on your way. Go enjoy your riches and glory in the underworld."
The man in black clutched his bleeding chest. Just as Xuan Qingxian was about to remove his cloak, the man transformed into a cloud of demonic energy and dissipated. In a corner unnoticed by anyone, a faint wisp of demonic energy clung to Xuan Qingxian's sword.
"A demon?" Xuan Qingxian hadn't expected to encounter a demon in Jinling. The man in black hadn't been killed; as long as the demonic energy remained, he wouldn't die. But today's events were truly mysterious; he had to report to his master immediately upon returning.
Zhou Yulin, who had been transferred to Gu Ling's side, patted him on the shoulder and praised him sincerely, "Ah Jin, your spatial transformation is getting smoother and smoother."
Gu Ling accepted the praise without hesitation, saying, "Of course."
"By the way, how did you find your way here?"
"It was the young master who sent us the message. He said you were captured by Patriarch Liu and that we should come with Master Xuan to rescue you. But it's strange, I haven't seen him at all." Gu Ling looked around, a little worried.
"He won't die."
Hearing this, Gu Ling looked at the woman who had said it with a puzzled expression, "How can you be so sure?"
Zhou Yulin inwardly agreed. If Chen Muyao couldn't even break a simple illusion, then he should give up on the martial world and just take his broken bow back to Xiaobieshan.
Therefore, she wasn't worried about Chen Muyao at all.
On Liu Wuquan's side, Xuan Qingxian joined the battle. With his superior agility, he nimbly dodged the fire spirit ball with a few turns, immediately breaking the distance that Yu Tao'er and Xu Zuiyue had been unable to close for half a day. After using up a lot of spiritual energy, a person would be exhausted, but the old man in front of him did not have any spiritual energy depletion at all.
Xuan Qingxian felt that something was wrong.
Zhou Yulin, who was watching from the sidelines, quickly realized what had happened.
Unlike Xuan Qingxian, she almost immediately looked at the mirror floating in the air. Chen Muyao hadn't broken out of the mirror yet; something was wrong.
"Senior brother, break that mirror." Upon hearing this, Xuan Qingxian manipulated the spirit sword in his hand, dodging the fire spirit technique while slashing at the mirror. However, the seemingly fragile mirror did not even crack.
Yu Tao'er was stunned. "Is this still the mirror I know?"
She wiped away the tears under her eyelids, staring blankly at the mirror that hadn't cracked despite being slashed several times. She was somewhat tempted; where did she buy this mirror? The quality was just too good.
At this moment, someone patted Xu Zuiyue on the shoulder. The woman, who was resting, suddenly turned around. The person was her younger sister, Zhou Yulin. She looked at the woman's beautiful face and was somewhat dazed. "Lend me your sword."
Upon hearing this, Xu Zuiyue instantly looked at the other person warily. Zhou Yulin chuckled, stepped closer, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "This sword was originally mine."
Upon realizing what was happening, Xu Zuiyue, the owner of the jade pendant, took a step back in disbelief. She had seen that arrogant yet mocking gaze more than once.
Back when Xu Zuiyue was still a menial disciple in the Xuanling Sect, she had seen this kind of gaze countless times, but she only saw it in one person—Fairy Lingyue, Zhou Yulin.
"You don't want to be stuck here forever, do you?"
Xu Zuiyue then slowly took out the Jade of Immortality and handed it to Zhou Yulin.
As she handed over the sword, she seemed somewhat reluctant, as if she was thinking about something.
The moment the sword was in Zhou Yulin's hand, it trembled almost instantly. Three years had passed; it was indeed an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.
Zhou Yulin stepped under the mirror and was almost immediately blocked by Liu Wuquan. A fire spirit ball was thrown at her face, but then a huge body blocked her way.
Yu Tao'er, who had blocked an attack for Zhou Yulin, noticed that the other party was staring at her in a daze, and couldn't help but urge, "Hurry up and strike! I can't sacrifice myself for nothing."
Zhou Yulin pressed his strength into his hand, placing it on the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't move it at all.
Seeing this, Xu Zuiyue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly relaxed.
As for Yu Tao'er, who looked like she was questioning her life, she said, "We're not sisters! I shielded you from that attack, and you, even if you were just acting, you should at least chant some incantation before drawing your sword!"
"Sorry, I forgot about this step."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tao'er almost fainted.
Zhou Yulin muttered incantations, and the blue crystal hidden in her sleeve flew out and landed directly in front of the woman. The early spring blossoms outside the window swept in, completely enveloping the woman and the jade pendant.
Yu Tao'er, who lives closest to the house, is allergic to pollen and immediately runs outside.
Xuan Qingxian was doing his best to restrain Liu Wuquan, as he sensed that the old man's seemingly inexhaustible spiritual energy was gradually running out.
"You are no match for me."
Xuan Qingxian's sword fell first, knocking the staff in the old man's hand away. Defeat was inevitable. The old man's gloomy eyes stared at the untainted immortal lord before him, and he sneered, "Killing me is useless. The lord's great cause is almost complete."
"Great undertaking?" Naturally, there was no reply. The old man stared at Xuan Qingxian without blinking and viciously uttered a curse, "You will fall into the demonic path in the future and kill the person you love most with your own hands."
Xuan Qingxian's sword fell even faster. He didn't even glance back at Liu Wuquan's corpse, silently giving a resolute answer.
He won't.
The core of the formation was breached, and the flow of time suddenly stopped.
Xuan Qingxian stopped walking, Yu Tao'er paused in her act of covering her nose and looking out the door, and Gu Ling and Xu Zuiyue in the corner also stood still like statues.
Besides, there was a woman shimmering amidst the falling blossoms.
A dazzling golden light shot into the sky. Zhou Yulin, sword in hand, arrived beneath the mirror. "Second move of the Moon-Covering Sword Technique: Smoke Enveloping Cold Water."
A crack appeared on the indestructible mirror, and then it shattered into four pieces.
A handsome young man emerged from the mirror, carrying a sword manual, recalling words spoken by others.
"The jade that never falls has only ever recognized one master."
"This person's name is Zhou Yulin."
The young man looked up and saw only her figure amidst the falling blossoms.
"The Jade That Doesn't Fall Is Truly Worthy of Its Name." Floating in mid-air, Chen Mu tossed the spiritual fruit in his palm, "accidentally" throwing it straight towards the center of the flower cluster.
The moment the spiritual fruit touched the barrier, its petals scattered. The young man lightly touched the ground with his toes and flew forward to catch Zhou Yulin, who had fainted from the impact of the immense spiritual power. Seeing the fleeting light between the girl's brows, he knew that the unruly Jade Sword, which had been so unruly for thousands of years, had finally recognized its master once again.
Joyful drumming and gonging echoed from Xiaobie Mountain, celebrating this second recognition of the Lord in thousands of years. Golden magpies sang and soared into the sky, leaving behind peach petals on the horizon.
Chen Mu, who was constantly bothered by the noise of Xiaobieshan, supported Zhou Yulin with one hand and casually burned the file on Buzhuiyu in the Xiaobieshan archives. Xiaobieshan controlled all the swords in the world and their files; if a sword went missing, its whereabouts could be traced through the files.
In this way, everyone except the sword's owner will know the whereabouts of the Jade of Immortality.
“A bet is a bet, and this sword is yours now.” The young man’s clear voice faded into the distance. He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to wipe away the sorrow between her brows. “Remember, you’re not allowed to spread rumors about me in the future.”
*
Outside the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" painting, Jiang Zanghua did nothing but sit in meditation.
Until the first person came out.
Looking at Gu Ling, who was grabbing his collar and fuming, he said calmly, "I know you're angry, but don't be angry right now."
Yu Tao'er, who came out next, was about to leave immediately, but remembering the suffering she had endured, she took a few steps and then came back, stretching out her hand to Jiang Zanghua, "Compensation, compensation for psychological damage, compensation for physical damage, and the Gu worms I've raised for so many years, you can decide what to pay."
"Please be patient, both of you."
Seeing the other party's lifeless state, Gu Ling was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "When you threw us into the Thousand Mile River Bright Map, you weren't exactly calm at all."
"It was destiny; I feel a strong connection with all of you."
This boosted his confidence again.
Yu Tao'er sneered, "Thank you, but I don't want to be connected with you. Even if we were, it would definitely be a tragic fate."
Zhou Yulin was the last to come out. Looking at the crowd of people who were eagerly waiting inside the room, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally out.
"It seems that Miss Yulin has gained the most from this trip." The person sitting upright slowly opened his eyes, looked at the woman seriously, and his eyes were full of blessings and smiles.
"Alright, alright, everyone's out now. Just say what you want to say!" Gu Ling urged, arms crossed.
The silver-haired, green-eyed youth scanned the crowd: "Could you all tell me what happened at Qianli Jiangmingtu?"
Everyone shared their story, and the last one to speak was by Zhou Yulin: "The Xie Wuwang you're looking for has never been the real Xie Wuwang, has it?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zanghua simply said, "I am just a casual writer who enjoys dabbling in calligraphy and painting. I have heard many stories, so I just write whatever comes to mind. Xie Wuwang, whom you mentioned, is just a fictional character I created."
"Where's the little mute?" Jiang Zanghua, who had been talking so eloquently, suddenly paused, seemingly not expecting that such an insignificant person would be mentioned by Zhou Yulin. "He must be the Xie Wuwang you're looking for, the real Xie Wuwang in the story of Wuwang."
Zhou Yulin looked at the calm person in front of her. Although she had a thousand thoughts she wanted to say, she stopped herself at the last second. "I was right, wasn't I?"
Gu Ling had no idea who this person was and was full of questions. He nudged Chen Muyao beside him with his arm and found that Chen Muyao had also been somewhat distracted since they came out of the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Lakes Map, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Jiang Zanghua glanced at the girl and said, "I underestimated you, Zhou Yulin. You truly deserve the title of genius."
He looked up again, and unlike usual, his tone was very serious. "I've only met her once, so when I heard that you also have this name, I was actually quite disappointed. You're just an ordinary person. But today, I'm very impressed with you."
Jiang Zanghua glanced at the crowd, then at the painting on the wall, and then at the pear blossoms in full bloom outside the window. "The clear blue sky cannot be deceived; it knows before one has even made a move. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded; it's just a matter of sooner or later." After reciting this poem, the man flicked his sleeve and bowed.
"My karmic connection with you is now complete, and I bid you farewell at this point in my journey."
Ignoring everyone's reactions, Jiang Zanghua picked up the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" painting from the table, rolled it up, and handed it to Zhou Yulin. As he passed by, he whispered, "Someone at Wusheng Martial Arts School is waiting for you. It's still early, so it's good to go and see them."
Although he harbored resentment, no one stopped him from leaving.
After everyone had gone far away, Yu Tao'er glanced around the dilapidated Liu mansion and found it hard to believe that the once illustrious Liu family had fallen so low. "By the way, what did he say to you before he left?"
Gu Ling chimed in, "That's right, isn't he going to look for Xie Wuwang's soul anymore?" Faced with these questions, Zhou Yulin had no answer, but simply asked, "I'm planning to go back to Jinling again, do you want to come along?"
Finally, the five of them embarked on their journey back to Jinling.
The carriage stopped in front of Wusheng Martial Arts School. Zhou Yulin jumped off the carriage. Wusheng Martial Arts School, which had withstood the wind and rain for many years, stood here as before, only with a few more traces of time. "I want to go in and take a look by myself."
Following her memory, Zhou Yulin walked through the front hall. The martial arts school wasn't as lively as it used to be. In that familiar spot sat an old woman, leaning on a cane and watching the people practicing martial arts on the stage. As if possessed, Zhou Yulin walked forward.
"Are you here to learn martial arts, young lady?" The old man's aged voice rang in my ears.
"When I was young, I also wanted to learn martial arts. My dad almost broke my legs back then." Zhou Yulin sat down beside him and listened patiently as the old man talked about the past.
“Back then, there was a kid in the martial arts school who would never admit defeat no matter how hard he fought. I thought he was just stubborn, but later I found out that he was not only stubborn, but also unable to admit defeat.” Hearing this, Zhou Yulin’s eyes flickered slightly, and tears seemed to glisten in them. “He was mute and couldn’t speak. This was his favorite spot. At the time, I didn’t understand why he always came so early, just to grab a secluded little corner. After sitting there for a while, I realized that this spot wasn’t surrounded by a bunch of people like the one in front of him. It was quiet and secluded, just like his temper.”
The old man was quite old and could no longer see Zhou Yulin clearly. He could only vaguely make out that she was a young woman, so he asked directly, "Young lady, you didn't come to the martial arts school to learn martial arts, did you?"
"Yes, I'm here to find someone."
The old woman just chuckled when she heard this. "Why don't you tell me? I know most of the people here. Maybe I can help you, young lady."
"No need."
"Um?"
"I've found it." A gust of wind blew up the old woman's full head of silver hair. As if realizing something, she slowly opened her eyes and met a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
Despite it being their first meeting, Liu Yuning felt an unusual familiarity with the person in front of her.
"I am destined to meet you, young lady."
Liu Yuning hadn't heard anyone call her "young lady" in a long time.
Perhaps it was the moment Zhou Yulin stepped into the Wusheng Dojo that she understood the poem Jiang Zanghua recited.
She handed the "Thousand Miles to Destiny" painting back to Liu Yuning, saying, "I bought this painting for a few copper coins at a street corner. It's not worth much. Since it's destined to be with you, I'll give it to you."
Perhaps Zhou Yulin should have understood long ago: Wusheng Martial Arts School, the Silent Martial Arts School.
Perhaps fate had already laid the groundwork for everything, but the people in the story never paid attention.
That long night, filled with sweet dreams on the boat, the unspoken thoughts of the young man lingered like a dark cloud over their hearts. Now, the clouds have dispersed.
The painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains slowly unfolds. The person in the painting carefully lowers his head. The fireflies around him quietly fly away. In the quiet night, the bright moon hangs high. The word the young man wants to say is very simple: "Okay."
I'll take you away from here.
[End of Jinling Chapter]
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