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The pitch of Zhong Lu rises, a sound like flowing light on trembling jade. A chorus of voices converges, heart…

The pitch of Zhong Lu rises, a sound like flowing light on trembling jade. A chorus of voices converges, hearts united, advancing together toward the breaking dawn.

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