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... yellowed envelope were particularly pleasing to the eye, instantly soothing Qi Huan's eyes that had just been hurt by Chen Jinyou.

Qi Huan opened the envelope with a small knife, and after reading it, she realized it was the handwriting of Old Master Weng Tingqiu.

When the Hengqu Academy began construction, she had met Old Master Weng once and had comforted this former Grand Tutor who was frustrated with his lack of success.

She never expected that Old Master Weng would ...

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