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... as currently night. The clear lake reflected the full moon and its surface was silent and windless. The desert greenery growing around him also cast a reflection on the lake.


There were lively sounds not far from the lake. Shao Qingge fixed his eyes on it and saw a campfire in the distance. A group of young women were dancing around the flames while dressed in strange, foreign clothing. The scarves on their heads covered half their faces and the girls’ thin waists were like water sna ...

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* Ping’an means peace

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