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The fragrant path in the small garden was covered in lush green, with peach blossoms visible high above the pavilions.
The spring breeze had long sensed the intent of the peach blossoms, mistily caressing the faces of passersby.
At the Sword-Casting Manor of the Shu Family, before the high platform in the rear courtyard by the waterside pavilion,
"Sect Hierarch..."
"Sect Hierarch!"
Tao Bai couldn't help but raise her voice and took two more steps towards her own sect leader.
The Miao Family girl was leaning against the railing, half-reclining; her colorful skirt mostly draped over the chair, exposing a section of smooth calf, as she idly swayed her leg, deepening the worry in Tao Bai's eyes.
"I hear you, Tao,
"You've called many times, I'm not as deaf as the elderly in our sect."
She stood up and with a gentle leap plucked the wind chime hanging under the eaves, shaking it at Tao Bai with a force much greater than a spring breeze.
