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"You lie down, and he will just..."
"Elder Uncle!" Liu Jing cried out angrily.
"You young people are really interesting," the elder uncle said with composure, then turned to Zhao Rong and said, "Nephew, could you play the tune you played the other day once more?"
"Certainly," Zhao Rong responded with a smile, "Elder Uncle, how about running an errand to Raozhou for me?"
Fang Qianju didn't pay any more attention to him and turned to leave.
Zhao Rong walked through the bamboo garden pathway and met Master Liu.
Without stating his intention for the visit, he heard Master Liu say:
"You don't need to worry about the affairs of Sword-Casting Manor, nephew. I didn't want to interfere; it's just as well you will take that burden off me."
"I'm deeply engaged in studying this piece of music, at a critical juncture."
"Furthermore..."
Zhao Rong hesitated, waiting for the opportunity to speak, "Elder Uncle, do you have any instructions for me?"
Master Liu smiled at him,
