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"Half a year." Second Haotian walked to Jiang Ming's side and said. Jiang Ming sat alone on the mountaintop, looking at the distant sunset. The dim yellow light seemed to reveal the figure of his mother. It had been half a year since the battle, and Jiang Ming still hadn't escaped from his grief. Every evening, he would come here. It was here that he saw his mother disappear before his eyes