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... urge towards him too.
Some were already reaching as if to embrace, others eager to shower him with questions.
But before anyone could touch him, a sharp crack rang out, the sound of a gavel striking wood.
The hall froze. Every elder stiffened, then, as though spellbound, slowly retreated to their seats.
Lin Zhaoyue rose. With measured steps, she crossed the hall, posture impeccable.
She stopped directly before Fang Yuan, dipped in a graceful bow, one hand ...
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