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... i Ming stood outside the administrative hall, hands behind his back, watching disciples run errands with the same panic as merchants chasing debt.
Lan Yue approached, sipping tea. "You've been staring at that wall for half an hour. Trying to find inspiration?"
Li Ming smiled slightly. "No. I'm calculating."
She raised an eyebrow. "Calculating what?"
"How much wealth this sect bleeds daily," he said calmly. "The spiritual mines, the herb fields, the talisman shops ...
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