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... audience that was passionately supporting Mei Changsu fell still. Awe and disbelief rippled through the crowd like a wave under the snow.
The elders in the pavilion exchanged glances. Expressions shifted to doubt, curiosity, and understanding.
Seated atop the highest platform, the Sect Leader stroked his long beard and smiled faintly.
"So," he murmured, almost to himself, "Xiao Jiao was the true inheritor. Not Xiao Zhen." He leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharpening. " ...
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