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"It seems I really have traveled through time—"
In a luxuriously decorated carriage, Zong Shou watched emotionlessly at a round mirror in front of him.
The reflection in the mirror clearly showed an underage boy. About thirteen, pale-faced, but his features were exceptionally handsome and exquisite.
A pair of narrow phoenix eyes shimmered radiantly. However, at this moment, they were filled with bitterness and helplessness.
He remembered that not long ago, he had a completely ordinary face that would be absolutely unnoticeable in a crowd.
