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These days, the entirety of Chang'an was a jumbled mess of dragons and fish, with all manners of eerie events happening frequently.
As a result, Chang'an had grown a few degrees colder, as though countless shadows formed a spider's web, enveloping the whole city.
Then, tightening incessantly, becoming more and more stringent, more and more ruthless, it seemed eager to drag the city into the abyss, never to break free.
But now, it was merely a frail woman, powerless to truss a chicken, who had taken a walk around Chang'an, and the spider's web had already been shattered, the darkness melted away by the lanterns.
Rustle! Rustle!
Rustle! Rustle!
The slight sounds of footsteps arose, alternating between deep and shallow.
A new figure appeared outside the quiet city.
This figure was so aged, so feeble, seemingly even a cripple, swaying and meandering, moving very slowly, and before long, he arrived in front of Mo Ke.
