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She sighed heavily, lying exhausted in the dilapidated, dust-filled thatched hut.
A large hole in the roof allowed Sangmo to gaze up at the starry sky as she lay there.
She had thought she could start anew, stir up a storm, and mend the errors of her past.
But Shen Yanqing had also been reborn, and had he not been in such a rush to seize the Heavenly Book, he probably would have killed her by now.
Recalling Shen Yanqing's heart-wrenching questions, Sangmo couldn't help but sigh again.
Her gaze unfocused as she stared at the sky, she suddenly felt that things were actually quite good as they were now.
Why not just stay here and not go out anymore?
No sooner had she entertained this thought than she suddenly noticed a strange double image of the moon in the sky.
She sprang up and flew towards the moon.
The closer she got, the clearer the double image became, and Sangmo gasped in shock, "This isn't the moon at all—it's clearly the sunlight from outside!"
