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"Hm?" Looking at Xin Yun's composed and serene demeanor, Musha furrowed her brows in confusion. This child seemed a bit special; despite his tender appearance, he exuded an aura of steadiness and maturity. Was it an illusion?
Watching Xin Yun disappear around the corner, Musha gave a little smile and shook her head. He was just an eight-year-old kid, probably playing adult. However, one way or another, in her heart, Xin Yun had left an impression.
Sighing, Musha took a seat on the lectern chair. She was really a bit tired from the long day's work. But... this extra class had been her own insistence, so no matter what, she was determined to make this extra class a success and have it become one of the regular classes!
