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If the private room reserved exclusively for Soul Douluo displayed the height of luxury, then the world Chen Xiaojun now occupied was suffused with an elegance that seemed to transcend the mundane.
Carved red sandalwood screens divided the space with artful subtlety, creating a hazy yet profound atmosphere.
From a blue-jade incense burner, wisps of Agarwood curled upward, mingling with the quiet elegance of the ink orchid on the desk, refreshing the heart and spirit.
Naturally, those who could set foot here were all among the most esteemed figures in the city.
"If the spring breeze has any pity for flowers, might it let me be young once more?"
Yin Duoruo laughed heartily. "Every time I see young people like you fighting with such passion and drive, this old man can't help feeling his blood heat up."
Chen Xiaojun sat at ease, slowly lifted his teacup, and took a light sip of fragrant tea, waiting until the tea's aroma spread between his lips and teeth.
Only then did he speak unhurriedly. "Grandpa Yin is usually busy with official affairs. I wonder if you summoned me here today because there is some important matter you wish to instruct me on?"
Yin Duoruo smiled faintly and said, "Xiaojun, you are usually occupied with many matters as well. I should not have disturbed you so rashly."
"It is just that today happens to be your academy's rest rotation, so Grandpa Yin took the liberty of taking up a little of your time."
Chen Xiaojun nodded slightly. "Grandpa Yin, please speak freely."
Yin Duoruo's expression turned serious as he said, "I heard that your Chen Clan intends to establish the Warrior Vocational Academy in the Southern Five Counties. May I ask whether this is true?"
Chen Xiaojun raised