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... making the entire courtyard seem even more detached from the mortal world.
The Zi Xuan Hermit, clad in a purple robe, sat in a Taishi Chair, holding a teacup and gently sipping from it.
His expression was rather relaxed, without a trace of furrowing brows.
He then looked towards the front of the hall, where a group of disciples stood, offering their salutations.
Surprisingly, he nodded in response.
The record-keeping disciples seemed somewhat surprised, bu ...
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