Morning mist wove a light gauze across the lake surface, and the blood and fire of last night seemed washed clean by the rippling water.
Linger’s fingers brushed the honeysuckle pattern on the stone monument, and an ice crystal melted into a dewdrop in her palm. The moment it seeped into the stone cracks, golden ripples suddenly spread across the center of the lake.
"Look!" Lu Yao pointed toward the horizon.
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