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The pitch-black night sky quieted down, and everything within Hidden Snow Palace was swept clean until nothing was left but the destroyed red rose s and the walls of the courtyard that had been uprooted and became completely bare.

However, there was still a faint smell of blood in the air when the breeze blew.

Luo Wuyou sat on the bedchamber's soft couch and looked out into the lonely night sky