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... tted them, his expression shifted instantly. With an ingratiating grin, he hurried forward to greet the trio. “What an honor to see you here, Mr. Jun, Mr. Yun, Mr. Bai!”

“It’s so boring around here. That instructor is gone too. Who knows when the next instructor will show up for us to toy with?”

A young man in a dark red robe walked in, sporting a smirk. Without a care, he kicked aside the tables and chairs in his way and took a seat.

“Please have some tea, Mr. Jun. This ...

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