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"The World Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference" was scheduled to commence at around nine o'clock in the morning. Wen Yu glanced at the time; it was already eight o'clock. She was preparing to leave to check on the conference center when she noticed Wang Miaomiao, her own Pavilion disciple, approaching briskly and cheerfully like a little bird.
"Pavilion … Pavilion Master …"
After returning to her own residence and cleaning herself of all filth, Wang Miaomiao quickly dressed in new clothes and hurried back to the cliff.
While washing, she clearly felt a significant change in herself and knew that she had encountered an incredible opportunity, feeling both joyful and excited.
As she walked, she speculated about the cultivation methods and medical techniques Fang Bai was going to impart to her. Suddenly, she looked up and saw Wen Yu standing in front of her with a frown on her face.
"Miaomiao, I told you to accompany Doctor Fang. Where did you run off to?"
