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... forward until someone caught up to him from behind.

“Eldest senior brother.”

It was only then that Happy realized that the person had been calling him. With a weirded out expression, he stopped, turned around, and stared at the man who had caught up to him. He was not unfamiliar with his face. He was a disciple who was in charge of chopping wood in the front yard, and he had yet to be taken into the clan as a real disciple.

“Are you calling me?”

“Yes, eldest senior broth ...

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