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This time, he had finally succeeded.
And then He Lingchuan appeared, bringing a whole new set of variables with him yet again.
* * *
Two days later.
During this season, the riverbanks in the Gale Tundra were likewise carpeted with wildflowers. Fuzzy horsetails and dandelions swayed in the breeze, while alpine rhododendrons[1], mock orange shrub[2], and irises flared in riotous bloom, colors spilling all the way to the horizon.
A small campsite had been set up by the water. Several people fed a fire and propped up a pot, all the while stealing glances toward Mount Fengmo in the distance.
The jagged tip of that colossal snowy mountain vanished into the sky, wrapped in drifting cloud and mist. It was magnificent and almost unreal.
These people were all Fushan Yue’s men.
As dusk fell, Fu Jiu still could not settle. For an operation this important, the young master had insisted on going alone, and everyone was worried sick.
The others had asked Fu Jiu, more than once, whether the operation would be successful this time.
Just then, someone tossed down a bundle of twigs and shouted, “The young master’s back!”
Fu Jiu spun around in alarm. Sure enough, he saw a rider galloping in from afar.
The tundra was relatively flat, meaning that visibility was excellent. The rider had spotted them too. In the blink of an eye, the chestnut horse he was riding was upon them. It skidded to a halt, reared with a shrill whinny, and splashed up clumps of...
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