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"It seems I really have transgressed—"
Within the luxuriously decorated carriage, Zong Shou looked at the round mirror in front of him with an expressionless face.
The image in the mirror was clearly that of a teenager, not yet of age, about thirteen, with a pale complexion. However, his features were exceptionally handsome and exquisitely fine.
A pair of narrow phoenix eyes shimmered with light. Yet at this moment, they were filled with bitterness and helplessness.
He remembered that not long ago, he was definitely an extremely ordinary face in the crowd, the kind that would never stand out.
