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In the first impression of the people in Xizhen, Lin Xiangfu was a man with snowflakes on his body, his hair and beard covering his face, with a weeping willow-like humility and a field-like taciturn. Even if he later became the owner of Wanmudang and Muqishe, his humility and silence remained the same. His past was connected with a mysterious city, and no one knew why he was looking for a place that didn't exist. He originally didn't belong here, his hometown was in the far north. For a promise, he uprooted himself and wandered here. In the days to come, he had seen a warm and sincere heart, and had also seen cold and merciless blood. In the end, he was in vain, but many people's cares and tears remained on him.