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Nangong Shanyue stared blankly at Ban Xuanming's corpse that had fallen to the ground.

The events of the past were like smoke. Scenes after scenes, appeared in front of Nangong Shanyue.

She raised her head and looked at Jiang Huan who had been kneeling on the ground the entire time, both his hands tightly holding onto Ban Xuanming's corpse. Her heart couldn't help but feel sore