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Nightfall.

Hou Xiaorou walked beside the crescent moon lake in the sect. The moonlight reflected off the lake water and her red face.

Rumor has it that cultivators didn't respect the heavens and earth. They liked to talk and act like they were the center of attention and never cared about the feelings of others. Seeing them today was indeed worthy of its reputation.

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