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The second day, in the morning.
Han Li sat on the bed while the Female Bodhisattva knelt in front of him, her stunningly beautiful face blushing pink.
Han Li was flipping through the Female Bodhisattva's diary. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she uttered, "Attainment through words falls short, one must experience to know; thus she tackled it from both ends."
"Very well written,"
With the diary in his left hand and his right hand caressing her blushing cheek, Han Li complimented her.
From her diary, he had glimpsed the journey of her heart over the past seven years and was very pleased.
The Female Bodhisattva heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was Han Li who was reading the diary; if she had to recite it herself, she would have died of embarrassment.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Li put down the diary and suddenly, his vision blurred, and he saw a white waterfall appearing within the palace.
Han Li blinked, and the white waterfall vanished.
