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Chapter 0487

The path down the mountain wasn't steep.

On the winding trail, the moonlight flowed like water, spreading across the ground.

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers and grass, like a mischievous child playfully teasing Nestor's hair.

Selina was lying on Nestor's back, her head half-pressed
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