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A phantom slowly walked towards him. His footsteps were light and carried an unshakable majesty. Dressed in blood-red red, he stood proudly.

Just like the proud and aloof Red Plum in winter, it was a lonely and unrestrained plum.

The eyes of the enchanter-like face were filled with a flowing expression.

He had perfect facial features, a slim body, and an arrogant, sharp, and single-handed hand