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A man is born dead, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than a mountain.

Zhao Lingyi silently recited these words in his heart. The injustice in his heart increased as he made up his mind that he couldn't die in vain today. He recalled several poems about wind that he wanted to borrow to send her to the clouds.

However, before he could complete his thought, a bird cry sounded in the air