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... , the stars align.
The bloodstains at Lake Heart Pavilion had been cleaned, and the Lao Mountain Taoist was wrapped in gauze, his complexion pale, his expression aged by several years.
Song Lin walked to Lake Heart Pavilion and sat opposite the Lao Mountain Taoist.
"Drink," said the Lao Mountain Taoist, pointing at the empty water jug before him. The jug miraculously transformed into one filled with wine.
Neither spoke; they drank their wine in silence.
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