C402 I'll Give You Ten Years to Dominate the Mountain Range

From start to finish, Chu Lin remained motionless. He stood suspended in the air, hands clasped behind his back, his black robe billowing in the fierce wind, exuding an overwhelmingly powerful presence.

His determined face bore a steadiness uncharacteristic for his age, with the corners of his lips slightly upturned, lending him an enigmatic allure.

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