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As you chased shadows up the high tower, the wind howled fiercely and clouds hung low.\nChen Shen boosted you up to the tower top while he himself fell to the floor below, yet he still remembered to call out his last plea, asking you to make him drink less.\nHurrying to the summit, you saw Uncle Chen drain the spring brew from his flask. Leaning backward, he plunged from the tower, only to tap lightly on a West Lake lotus leaf to catch his momentum, gliding away across the water into the distance.