The Aftermath of the Spirit Realm's Tremors
"It's over..." Lu Yao looked at the Evil Palace Lord lying on the ground, a complex mix of emotions churning inside her like a spilled spice jar, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty all rushing up at once.
Ma Lin walked over to Lu Yao and gently pulled her into his arms. It felt as cozy as wrapping up in a ten-layer insulated down jacket in the dead of winter, warming her straight to her heart.
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