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He clenched tightly onto a piece of firewood with his claw, snapping it into two and turning into fragments.

It wasn't until Bai Qingqing became dejected that Muir finally got his body back under control. He stood up with his back against the others and looked out at the lush green mountain outside. The depth of his pitch-black eyes was deep and bottomless, making it hard for one to see the emotions inside them.

Three years. He had known Bai Qingqing for three whole years. Back then, they had also known each other in the lush mountain. Three years passed by in the blink of an eye, and they continued to be in such a lush mountain, just like how their relationship hadn't changed for this period.

His life was probably going to be like this. No matter how long he lived for, the mountains would still be like this, and he'd remain like this. There'd never be any changes.