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"Clap, clap, clap." The stillness was broken by a crisp burst of applause, the sound coming from the moon gate connected to the Martial Arts Training Ground.
The three who were talking looked toward the sound.
Beneath the moon gate stood two people.
The one in front was none other than Chen Surong, the head of Ze Ji Study.
Today she wore a moon-white outfit of fine material but simple tailoring, her hair loosely pinned up with a jade hairpin. In the morning light, a warm, peaceful smile touched her face.
Half a step behind her stood a woman quietly in attendance, around thirty-something, dressed in a plain cotton skirt.
Her features were delicate, but an inescapable stillness lingered between her brows. Her eyes were lowered, as though she had cut herself off from the sounds around her.
A brief flicker of surprise crossed Chen Xiaojun's eyes. He bent slightly and said, "Little Aunt? Why did you come over? Hasn't their morning training already started?"
As he spoke, his gaze slid quite naturally over the woman, while she continued to lower her eyes obediently, without the slightest extra reaction.
Chen Surong walked closer at an unhurried pace. Her gaze carefully studied Chen Xiaojun's sharply defined young face for a moment. "That glare you shot me just now had quite some force to it. Cold as a blade."
"I thought it over and over, wondering whether I had accidentally angered our Young Master Xiao Jun somehow. So here I am, hurrying over to apologize."
Chen Xiaojun's face went awkward.
Just now, when Tang Yuchen had suddenly mentioned "Spirit Binding and Dispatching," his heart had shaken, and he had subconsciously swept a glance in Chen Surong's direction.
He had never expected that single glance to be noticed.
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