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... ll of snow, the flakes drifting silently from the overcast sky. Within the warmth of the Alchemy Hall, the scent of spirit tea lingered in the air, soft and calming.
Luo Chen sat at his usual spot, a thick book in hand, engrossed in its contents. His gaze remained focused on the words, even as familiar footsteps echoed behind him—followed by a sigh so heavy it practically carried its own weight.
"Failed again?" he asked without lifting his head.
"...Yes," came Tang Quan's ...
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