C311 Mission Accomplished

The next morning, early in the morning, the sun illuminated every inch of the martyr's mausoleum. With a bit of warmth, the icy monolith was illuminated with a layer of silver light.

Chen Fusheng stood in front of a tombstone. He had recovered his identity by this time and had already taken off his sunglasses. Under his bangs, his eyes were deep and wise.

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