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After a day full of right and wrong, Mo Hua wanted to sleep early, but he couldn't fall asleep. Thinking it over, he still decided to go into his Sea of Consciousness and practiced the Formation on the stele all night.
When drawing the Formation, his mind was free from distractions, and his mood could more easily settle down.
The next day, Zhang Lan found Mo Hua.
He sat at an Eight Immortals Table in the corner of an eatery, the table laid with several dishes to accompany the drinks, and a pot of wine.
Zhang Lan poured himself a cup of wine and looked at Mo Hua, "Tell me, what happened yesterday?"
"What happened?"
Zhang Lan curled his lips, "Don't play dumb with me, the matter with Qian Xing."
"He bullied me, then Brother Dazhu and the others helped, a fight broke out, and then you all came," Mo Hua said, intentionally downplaying the incident.
Although the account was complete, the key content was missing, Zhang Lan couldn't help but say:
