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Yan Xi 8 years, Chu Zhou, Xia.

On the winding mountain path, a tall man wearing a gray robe and a half-mask was silently walking. There were many mountains in Chu Prefecture and although the scenery was beautiful, there were many bandits here. Other than a teahouse nearby, there were no other bustling places.

In these past few years, Yu Wen Yin had been through the desolation of the north