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What would he do in the future?

Ye Zhao Zhao looked at the green mountain in the distance. The cicadas were chirping on the treetops in the early days of summer.

Ye Zazhao's soft voice was mixed with the chirping of cicadas as he spoke vaguely, "There will always be a place for me in this vast world."

"You are wrong, you do not have the ability to settle down. Wherever you bring them