Jiang Ning stood at the doorway, where there was not the slightest breeze. He looked up at the sky, dotted with only a few wisps of white clouds.
The sun revealed half its face from the east, quietly watching the mortal world—shy and timid, yet possessing a searing heat countless times more terrifying than magma.
"It's going to heat up," Jiang Ning murmured to himself.
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