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Two o’clock in the early morning.
At the entrance of Second Pavilion.
The Abbot was roused from his sleep by Zhuang Ming in a rush. He feared the heavy snowfall might have collapsed part of the temple, disrupting Young Master Zhou’s rest. He was in such a panic.
When the Abbot arrived, he asked what the matter was.
Zhou Luchen, who loved to stay up late, stood at the entrance of Second Pavilion. Tall and imposing, he calmly said just three words, "Where’s t ...
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