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... > Xue Zhengyong was practicing his sword at the northern peak when a haitang blossom floated over. He uttered a curious "eh" and caught it while drying his sweat with a towel, muttering to himself: "Yuheng's messenger haitang? He can't even be bothered to come over to talk anymore? When did he get so lazy." But he still took the golden orb of light from the flower's center and placed it in his ear.
Out came the unfamiliar voice of a child: "Sect Leader, please come to the Red Lotus Pavil ...
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