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The timbre of his voice was hoarse, no longer full as before; it arose faintly in the dark night, suddenly making the listener's heart tremble, as if their innermost thoughts had been peered into, creating a tension as though there were secrets, yet there were none.
"There is an old friend I wish to summon and speak a few words with."
Upon hearing this, the Summer Acquiring Bird immediately rolled over, her face toward the inside and back facing outward, and casually asked him, "Is it the spirit sealed within that fine brush?"
Lin Suqing's hand, which had already touched the doorknob, paused, and then he slowly drew it back.
"Whether it's experiences observed, knowledge learned, or tangible items obtained. Whatever your alter ego acquires, it will return to the original body after the alter ego perishes," explained the Summer Acquiring Bird in a languid voice, yet it commanded the listener's respect.
