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Xu Jiaorong hurriedly left and returned to the tavern about two hours later. This time, she was accompanied by an elderly man.
The old man wore a plain robe and a pair of boots with curved tips that lifted the hem of his robe. His white hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin.
From attire alone, it was obvious the man was of refined origin. The reason was simple. Wandering swordsmen and laborers could never afford nor choose such flowing clothes that hindered movement. They preferred short sleeves and fitted jackets. Thus, their footwear was flat and practical without needing curved tips to lift the hem.
Clearly, this old man was someone long accustomed to privilege and comfort.
But as for how distinguished he truly was, that was not something ordinary people could discern.
Chen Jianchou knew who he was. This was none other than Lan Hexu, the Great Sage of the Poluo Daoist Mansion, privately hailed as one of the Three Emperors of Nanyang.
The Daoist Order venerated the Primordial Daoist Ancestor, who had severed his incarnations...
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