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... a simple white Confucian robe, his hair and beard also grizzled, smiling and waiting for him.
Zhao Rong stopped three steps in front of him, greeted him with a bow, and then called out softly.
"Sacrificial Officer, good morning."
The old Sacrificial Officer of Mochi Academy scanned Zhao Rong up and down, nodding in satisfaction.
"Ziyu, you look spirited today, truly a pillar of talent for our Academy, our Academy’s pride and joy," said the old man, his eyes brigh ...
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