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Chen Xiaojun's steps were slightly stiff, but most of the calm had returned to his eyes. Deep within them, however, a trace of wariness and helplessness toward the "uninvited guest" in his sea of consciousness still lingered.
At this point, he no longer had the energy to complain. Damn it, without enough fortune, even a deity's blessing might be more than I can bear. It could even bring harm instead.
The danger this Great Siming poses, that cold, overbearing manner steeped in negative attributes-he's definitely far harder to deal with than the Lesser Siming.
At least back then, he had never noticed anything unusual about Xiao Yi, nor the Lesser Siming within her.
Xiao Yi silently followed him. The blush quietly faded from her face, restoring her usual cool composure.
Light turned within the jade vessel; an icy heart shone upon itself!
Yet a faint ripple seemed to pass through those eyes that held the stars, so subtle that even she did not fully understand it.
Outside, in the real world, everyone entered the main hall.
Madam Lin turned slightly aside and once again gestured for them to enter. "Everyone, please."
Chen Xiaojun inclined his head gently, as though the harrowing scene in his sea of consciousness had been nothing more than a momentary lapse in attention.
He moved first, ascending the steps to the main hall with steady strides.
Xiao Yi followed close behind. Her icy-purple eyes lingered on Chen Xiaojun's back for a moment, but no emotion remained visible on her cool face.
Zhu Yanfeng tapped his pipe and exhaled a long plume of smoke. A keen light lay hidden in his cloudy old eyes as he followed them.
The others filed inside.
The main hall was elegantly furnished, with