The mayor stood there, staring intently at the scene where the man-eating cactus had been reduced to pulp, his lips slightly pressed together as if trying to hide the complex emotions churning within him.
Deep in his eyes, an imperceptible flash of light flickered past, holding both deep concern and what seemed to be a hint of indescribable anticipation.
At the same time, Qin Xiao raised his head to look at the sky, only to see that the sun, which had been hanging high in the air, was now quietly sliding toward the west.
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