Several hours later, the vast and bustling square below was a sea of moving people, alive with a roaring, vibrant atmosphere.
Yet, the focal point of everyone's attention was a young man standing quietly before a throng of youthful figures—Lin Dong.
At this moment, his clothes were somewhat tattered, as if he had just emerged from a fierce battle. Looking closely, faint traces of blood still lingered at the corners of his mouth, lending an even more weathered air to his naturally resolute features.
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