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The sunlight was just right.

Chu Yun stood on the altar, his long robe fluttering in the wind.

Laughter filled the entire plaza. From the moment Chu Yun had become the Peak Master until now, was it really the only time he suffered a loss?

Below the stage, Li Youqing was walking, but suddenly he turned his head, looking at the figure dressed in a flurry of clothes