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"Quiet down, everyone."
With a faint reminder, Qingfeng and Tang Yuan, who were obviously a bit restless, instantly quieted down.
It was because these words came from Nie Jun.
Shixiong Nie, who always disliked constraints, had uncharacteristically changed over the past ten days.
Not only had he stayed inside the courtyard without leaving, but he had also called over a number of fellow disciples and forbade anyone else from leaving.
Even his ever-present wine gourd had not been seen for many days by Li Qingfeng, who could only say timidly, "Shixiong... now that this matter is resolved, I'd like to go back to Wutong Mountain to have a look."
"..."
Nie Jun sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and did not respond.
He was doing the very thing he used to hate the most.
But it was because he was distracted.
