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The person who walked out of Wangchu Hall was in his forties, dressed in a scholar's robe, but he was an honest and honest Confucian. Three other disciples followed him out, and they all wore white jade like Situ Yi and the other six. The Confucian took five steps out of the hall and waved gently to the disciples on the rooftop. The people who were kneeling suddenly stood up in unison. Then he stood upright with his hands behind his back and turned to look at Nie Qingchen in the isolated circle. Nie Qingchen looked at him, speechless for a while, but there seemed to be mixed and moist lights dancing in his eyes. After being silent for a while, he bent down to salute and greeted in a very hoarse voice: "Master Chen, long time no see. How is everything lately?" Chen Weicheng smiled slightly and said, "It's indeed a long time. There is a junior brother who is doing evil outside and brings shame to the door. Do you think it's good or not?"
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