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... hand. He swept it across the white paper before him, and in moments, a lifelike True Dragon took shape.
His skill in painting was unparalleled. But no matter how he looked at the dragon he had drawn, it simply didn't feel right to him.
Thus, he reached out, intending to destroy the painting while the ink was still wet.
"Meng Ran!"
Just then, a somewhat aged voice called out slowly. "How many times have I told you? Every word you write, every picture you paint—whe ...
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