Undercurrents surged outside, but Duan Lingtian naturally remained unaware of them.
Late at night, Duan Lingtian lay on the lawn in the backyard, holding Kecier on his left and Li Fei on his right. With one leg crossed over the other, he gazed up at the firmament, his eyes somewhat hazy.
A bright moon hung in the vault of heaven, set off by twinkling stars that dotted the night sky.
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