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"Gah... So embarrassing!" The white crow hung its head low, covering its face with a single wing.
"Old hag, don’t you laugh at me! You’d be the same..." the black crow cawed bizarrely, but Zhuo Canglang quickly muffled its beak.
"Hah!" The Snow Ancestor scoffed, remaining proud and serene. "That boy’s innate talent and constitution are indeed remarkably resilient, but even the best talent needs time to be honed. My own talent might not be superior to his, ...
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