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Chapter 481: 326 Saint and the Great Thief
Chapter 481: 326 Saint and the Great Thief
Chapter 481: Chapter 326 Saint and the Great Thief
Autumn winds in gusts.
In the rustling sounds of the bamboo forest, on the empty ground of the lonely pavilion, stood a woman who seemed like a fairy among mortals, her dress and sleeves fluttering among the falling leaves.
Her long black hair was pinned up, entwined with a ribbon blushed with purple, elegantly dangling from it.
On the flawless visage of the autumn-eyed lady, beneath her left eye, there was a faint mole resembling a tear.
Far from marring her beauty, resembling an unmatched Qinglian, it instead added a captivating touch that made her even more memorable.
At that moment, her limpid autumn eyes stared unblinkingly at the elderly man inside the pavilion.
By her side stood a pretty, fairy-like young maiden, lifting her chin slightly, sharing her mistress’s indignation.
In fact, the young girl was just then daydreaming, counting the days until her next visit to a certain blockhead, vexed by how slowly time seemed to crawl, which hadn’t seemed the case before.
It was during such daydreaming that the fairy-like maiden suddenly realized her mistress had stood up and said something.
She hadn’t caught it clearly but didn’t care, abruptly standing firm beside her, her demeanor unyielding; she would agree with whatever her mistress said, except for … hogging food, Zhao Lingfei, don’t you dare! Hmph.
Meanwhile, the residence students sitting on the ground around them all fixated their gazes on them.
Including a certain fairy from Taiyi Mansion who had put away her propitious Dragon Carp, for at this moment on the field, there stood a lady who used even the East Coming Purple Energy casually to tie her hair, leaving no room for others to show off …
Not far off, a young Confucian scholar dressed in a student’s blue collar stopped his skulking and looked back.
But most had not paid him any heed, for the protagonists of the scene were the Daoist gentleman in the pavilion and the graceful lady outside it.
Shortly after her subdued words fell,
“Do something.”
Tao Yuanran quietly repeated it, his gaze on Zhao Lingfei, emotionless.
In his hand, a string of wooden Flowing Beads still rolled, yet one bead in particular, lacquered bright purple, distinguished itself.
Tao Yuanran glanced at the purple ribbon hanging from Zhao Lingfei’s hair, a smile playing on his lips as he surveyed the crowd and spoke out loud:
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