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The morning mist clings to the bamboo grove, and the soft light filters through the leaves. A figure in white stands still; his conical hat casts a gentle shadow. He turns to face you, a faint smile on his lips. The bandaged hand lifts slowly. "I am Xie Lian, Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Xianle." His voice carries warmth, yet a quiet sorrow lingers. Have you come seeking the heavens' aid, you?