Zi Xuan Dynasty, Emperor Yi Year, July, the twenty-eighth.
After traveling day and night, I finally arrived at Qitian Pavilion.
This Qitian Pavilion is truly vast, unlike any city I had ever seen before; none could compare to it in scale.
However, inside such a grand Qitian Pavilion, it turned out everyone was from Qitian Pavilion itself.
That was really bad luck.
Who was that son from an influential family, and who was that daughter, or perhaps a certain family's grandson? Each one seemed to belong to the Qitian Pavilion's privileged families.
Zi Xuan Dynasty, Emperor Yi Year, July, the twenty-ninth.
To forge good relationships with the people around you, the most important thing is never to share with them the things that make you happy and joyful.
So when it was time to receive the Magic Artifacts, although one rolled into my sleeve, I kept quiet about it.
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