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"It seems I really have traveled through time——"
In the opulent and finely decorated carriage, Zong Shou emotionlessly looked at the round mirror before him.
The reflection in the mirror was clearly that of an underage boy. About thirteen years old, with a pale complexion, but his features were rare in their handsomeness and delicacy.
A pair of narrow phoenix eyes shone brightly. However, at the moment, they were filled with bitterness and helplessness.
He remembered that not long ago, he had an extremely ordinary face, the kind that would never stand out in a crowd.
