On the parapet of the high wall of the sea cliff, a small sad figure sits alone on it.

Ke Wen came to the top of the city wall and walked behind the figure.

Looking at the hairy back of the head, Ke Wen restrained the urge to reach out and touch it.

He whispered: "Dean Heimerdinger."

Heimerdinger turned around and sighed when he saw Cowen.

He looked at the bridgehead in the distance again, his voice was painful

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