Fang Yi walked through Wuling Town in the April air, moving alone among the bustling crowds like an old friend returning after a long absence, or perhaps just a passing stranger.
He had once believed he would never return to this place, that everything here would no longer concern him. Yet, contrary to his expectations, he had returned, walking the familiar yet unfamiliar streets just as he used to.
He would have preferred to consider himself a mere transient visitor—or better yet, to truly be one—but circumstances no longer allowed it. The path beneath his feet stretched forward directly toward Old Liu's Medical Hall. He knew this road far too well; even with his eyes closed, he could have arrived there without a single misstep.
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