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"The wind is picking up."
Pei Jinye spread his palm open, and a withered leaf in midair followed its trajectory and landed steadily in his hand.
He stared at this scene.
Lost in thought.
The leaf was a fact.
His extending hand was a fact.
Catching the leaf was the predestined fate of the leaf.
[Xing Tian, I agree with your speculation. We cannot rule out that the Holy Alliance’s emergence is intentional by Star Ring.]
Pei Jinye ...
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