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Beneath the swaying willow tree, Qin Fann's late wife, long since passed, cradled a stillborn infant, its umbilical cord still attached. Her eyes, now void of life and replaced by darkness, fixed upon him.

"Heh, consider it an honor to witness the arrival of His progeny. Offer your life in adoration of the Son of God," Liu Qing's lips parted, emitting a masculine voice