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Raindrops sliding off palm leaves, falling into the water tank below, make a ‘ding’ sound, as if bidding farewell to the owner of this place.,This night was both a farewell to this room and the Tian Shan Mountains, and also a time to refine the plan in my heart.,His gaze swept over those few people, saying nothing. He slung his pack over his shoulder and, amidst the complex gazes of his fellow disciples, strode down the mountain.。