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But Xi Xi still walked heavily toward the study.
Inside the study, Li Che had prepared desks, with brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones arranged on them.
The Wood Spirit Crane and a little butterfly watched as Xi Xi did her homework.
Xi Xi sat in the children's chair meticulously crafted by Li Che, with a trembling heart, trembling hands, and she picked up the quivering brush...
Her little face was pale, her eyes brimmed with tears, she puckered her lips, and began to write her name...
Li Nuanxi... one name completed.
Seven hundred and ninety-nine more to go.
It was over.
In Emperor Xi Xi's world...
There was no light left.
...
...
In the end, Xi Xi still couldn't finish writing her own name.
She now owed another hundred names.
The tally reached nine hundred.
Xi Xi, with nothing left in life to cherish, was taken by Li Che to the Golden Light Peak.
Upon arriving at Golden Light Peak, Li Che was somewhat surprised to find that it was much more bustling than usual.