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Chaotic text fragments, ancient stone tablets, a noble academy hidden in the city, and countless sealed planes. A young man from the end of the world meets a mysterious inheritor.
"I still can't understand the words you inherited"
The black-haired boy raised his head slightly, his eyes were light, and he whispered, "Lingshan faces the sky to the south, and there is no end to the sea to the north." After a slight pause, he picked up the tip of the hair on the table and took a small sip. He tapped his index finger on the mouth of the cup and spoke again. His dark pupils gradually became sharper.
"Born towards death, I know where you are coming from."
Intention: Don't forget your original intention and forge ahead