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... one over this phrase more than once, but the effects of Chen Tianquan’s previous misteachings still ran deep, like stubborn tea stains on porcelain—hard to scrub clean.
In the back of the hall, Chen Xingzhen’s expression remained solemn, though a trace of contemplation flickered in his eyes. Sensing the growing tension in the study hall, Chen Qinghe instinctively glanced toward his father. The moment he did, Chen Tianjing’s gaze locked onto him—sharp and layered with unspoken meaning. Wh ...
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