By the deep shores of the Lake of Tears, the dense forest stood like an ancient guardian, quietly embracing the mysterious body of water. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, casting mottled light and shadow as if it were the golden harp strings of Nature, gently plucking at the forest's heartstrings.
Amidst such beautiful surroundings, Fangsheng walked casually toward the small village, his steps looking relaxed and leisurely. Beneath this calm exterior, however, was a churning sea of anxiety; only he knew the crushing weight of the pressure he was carrying.
True to his temperament, once the initial worry subsided, it was replaced by countless questions and doubts.
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