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Two chapters today, 3,000 words each.
The young woman studied the drawing carefully. When her gaze swept over the names listed opposite, it could not help but pause; the names of two of them had even been deliberately circled in striking red.
She looked up at Chen Jianjun and asked, "Xiao Jun? Captain, isn't that little brother of yours?"
This young woman had an exquisite oval face and a tall, slender figure of one meter seventy, standing graceful and straight.
She wore a plain white cloud-sleeved robe in an ink-wash style, its hems swaying gently in the wind, like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
A diamond-shaped black crystal was embedded between her brows, and small silver chains wound through her dark blue-black hair, adding a touch of liveliness and ethereal grace.
Her eyes were like black jade sealing away a sea of stars, deep and enchanting, while black stele tattoos spread from her collarbone to behind her ears.
As her gaze shifted, her willow brows knitted slightly, and she said in surprise, "What you care about is Chang'an Academy, where your brother is?"
Chen Jianjun's voice was like muffled thunder as he replied in a low tone, "That's right."
Gui Dang turned to the young woman and followed up, "Yiling, don't tell me you didn't know?"
"Ever since Old Lord's younger brother joined Chang'an Academy, it's developed rapidly over the past few years. It's powerful, one of our future rivals."
A sharp gleam burst from Chen Jianjun's tiger eyes, his voice like stone from Mount Kunshan. "Not future. Now!"
Xue Wanni leaned in, her voice carrying a soft, sticky lilt. "Jianjun, I heard that back then, your brother, our Tanhualang, was originally planning to come to our academy."
Then she