In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,But soon, Nian was struck like lightning. After reacting, he muttered: “I had a dream about studying again. Alas, this place is no longer the same as before.”,At this moment, a voice of urgency came: "Brother Ling, it's not good, Elder Xin Hai and they have come to the door!"。
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