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... ted pupils, which darted between Dean Zhu Lao and Yu Long, and his mouth, which kept opening and closing without any words coming out except for stuttered "huhs."
Finally, perhaps spurred by a cold draft that tickled his throat, Yang Qing regained some measure of composure. He closed his mouth, and the frantic speed of his darting pupils began to ebb. He still looked confused—and was confused—a feeling that only grew the longer Dean Zhu Lao maintained his deep bow. It lasted for about th ...
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