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"It seems I really have traveled through time—"
In the lavishly decorated carriage, Zong Shou looked emotionlessly at the round mirror before him.
The reflection showed a boy, not yet of age, about thirteen, with a pale complexion. However, his facial features were exceptionally handsome and delicate.
His long, narrow phoenix eyes sparkled, yet they were filled with bitterness and helplessness at the moment.
He remembered that not long ago, his face had been utterly ordinary, the kind that would not stand out in a crowd.
