Day had fully broken, and with a loud crash, the hustle and bustle of daytime began.
Inside the Bamboo Garden, Li Chunfeng's room was in complete disarray, filled with flying dust. Half of the bamboo structure had collapsed, exposing the azure sky.
Li Chunfeng sat alone on the ground, wearing a dazed expression, a blank gaze, and a face covered in dust. He sat there in a stupor, perched atop the shattered remains of his bed.
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