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... d lightly, feeling a bit awkward, and reached out to take the bowl. To cover his embarrassment, he didn’t let Zhiwei feed him but lowered his head to take a sip himself.
The spirit porridge was warm and fragrant, slipping into his stomach and transforming into a stream of warmth.
"The master knows now." His voice softened, "The master was a bit unsettled, overthinking things."
Zhiwei saw his expression relax and finally felt at ease, quietly kneeling beside him and watchi ...
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