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The sun was setting in the west, the sky was red, and the mountains were dyed red by the summer's evening sun. The river was clear, beautiful, and the ultimate beauty made people feel uneasy, just like Huo Zhi's current mood.

Weeping softly, sobs of grief gradually died down.

He Ye Junzhi and the other two men looked at her quietly and took all her sadness into their eyes