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... wn, when dew still clung to the tips of jade leaves and cranes circled the distant peaks in pairs, a male and a female.
A figure arrived at Zhao Fan’s courtyard, treading with care upon the mist-veiled steps.
Clad in soft blue robes and bearing the emblem of the Elder Wang’s disciple robe, the youth bowed low before the gates without crossing the threshold.
His breath remained measured and spirit subdued.
"Zhao Gongzi," he intoned with a voice humble as falling sn ...
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