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... professor did not immediately reply. Instead, he raised his finger, conjured a spark, and pressed it onto the golden tobacco in his pipe. Accompanied by a wisp of smoke, he stuffed the pipe into his mouth and took a deep puff.
Phew...
The professor exhaled a dense cloud of smoke, almost engulfing himself completely, but Zheng Qing could clearly see his bright eyes, akin to the shiny shell on the back of an insect—hard, polished to a gleaming luster.
"The school is a bit ...
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