The sound of silver on the man's wrist woke up the country. In the splashed ink and plant wax illuminated out of thin air, someone dressed in white held his hand in the moonlit mountains and wrote his name in one stroke.
"Chu, Wei, Pin."
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Shen Wen raised his eyebrows and his tone became meaningful.
"You want to disrespect the teacher in the middle of the night..."
"I didn't!!!"
"Then why did you come to my room? Huh?"
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There are masters and apprentices, there are strange logics, there are also leisurely lives and fights, and there are more as you go.
Intention: No place to be found even after wearing iron shoes