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... curtain fell, and the room was enveloped in dim light and an unusual tranquility.
Jiang Yuan could only hear his own breathing, while Ji Xiuxiang, kneeling before the divine statue, seemed not to breathe at all. Slowly and rhythmically, she tapped a wooden clapper, producing a monotonous yet solid sound.
He squinted, examining the divine statue approximately over a meter high, surrounded by a flower-decorated canopy. It wore a red bridal dress and a phoenix crown, resembling a br ...
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