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When the lengthening Lincoln stopped at the gate of Qian Kun Palace, Sheng Yun was finally willing to let me go. I broke free from his embrace, and my lips started to hurt from the blood stain.

I quickly took out the mirror to fix my makeup, while Sheng Yun looked at me with a smile: "When it's quiet, you seem like a person."

"Do you look like a ghost when you're not quiet?" I replied snappily