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A flash of anger and embarrassment crossed the man’s face, but his good upbringing kept him from lashing out on the spot. Instead, he extended his arms and let the two Daoist nuns, who had already covered their intimate areas, help him dress.
This kind of haughty behavior, even in the face of crisis, was not something ordinary people could imitate. It was in his core, indicating that the man’s origins were anything but humble.
As the man was getting dressed, Qi Xuansu asked, “May I ask for your name, sir? I hope you won’t mind sharing it.”
The man replied, “Qin Hengde.”
Qi Xuansu nodded in understanding. “So, you’re from the imperial clan. I am an eight-generation Daoist disciple. By that reckoning, we are of the same generation.”
Qin Hengde responded with a dry chuckle.
He had heard of Qi Xuansu and knew more of the inside story than the average person.
Qi Xuansu hailed from the Wanxiang Daoist Palace and had once roamed as a wild Daoist. He later joined the Tiangang Hall, where he caught the attention of Zhang Yuelu, thus beginning his meteoric rise. The internal conflicts within the Daoist Order were turbulent and hard for outsiders to grasp. But he knew that Qi Xuansu was close to Pei...
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