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An unimpressed voice interrupted Chen Wentian's musings. He sat up from his reclining bamboo chair and cast a smile toward Zhou Ziyun. He had been in the middle of a daydream, a luxurious eagle-feathered fan hanging idly in one hand. His clothes were loose and messy. If could see himself, he looked more like a rich playboy than the master of an immortal sect.
"What? Something wrong?" He asked.
"Your disciples are all practicing diligently and yet their master ...
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