Fragmented Souls in Peril: The Obsession's Quest
Within Lingxiao Pavilion, the atmosphere was heavy with a poignant sorrow.
Su Wanqing and Xing Lan lay quietly on the carved wooden daybeds. Though a hint of color had returned to their faces, a sickly pallor still lingered, making them look like delicate spring blossoms battered by a frost, utterly frail.
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