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... stretched lazily, the book in his hands now open to its final page.
“Finished,” he exhaled deeply, lifting the cup of hot tea beside him and taking a slow sip. The fatigue from reading all night seemed to melt away.
“Thanks,” Xu Zimo said as he stood up. “I have to head to the Victory Tower. I’ll come back when I can.”
“I’m always here,” the old man replied with a nod. “Come anytime, young master.”
Xu Zimo nodded back and left the Hall of Hidden Light.
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