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The small siheyuan, usually quiet and forgotten within the winding alleys of the northern district, had come alive with laughter and light by mid-afternoon.
People bustled in and out, carrying baskets, dishes, and decorations. Cultivators in plain robes darted about, stringing up lanterns and helping arrange tables and benches. From time to time, curious residents popped their heads out to ask what was going on.
"A birthday party," the guests would reply.
"Whose?" they'd ask.
But the junior members of the Poshan Gang only answered with tight-lipped smiles and vague shrugs. No names. No details. Just popcorn.
Each helper left with a large bamboo tube of fresh popcorn, golden and sweet, crackling faintly with spirit energy. Normally, these sold for a spirit stone apiece at Whitestone Plaza, but tonight they were handed out freely.
"Only our Hall Leader would be this generous. Everyone who came to help got a tub!" someone muttered.
By the time Zeng Wen, accompanied by his nephew Tang Quan, finally found their way through the winding alleys to the courtyard entrance, dusk was settling in. From within came faint laughter, mingling with the soft pop-pop-pop of beans bursting in a covered pan.
Tang Quan looked around with a puzzled expression.
"Hall Leader Luo must be earning a lot of spirit stones," he muttered, "so why's he living all the way out here?"
Tang Quan glanced curiously at the surroundings, thinking that anyone...
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