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The capital’s suburbs, at Snapped Willow Pavilion.
The mountain flora was vividly colored, the leaves of poplars and willows swaying in the breeze. What a pity that there was only a small amount of passersby departing the Pavilion. Among them was a haggard-looking old man with completely white hair and bristles, who was precisely the man that had just been released from the royal prison a few days prior: Zeng Guang.