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Chen Chuan waited for Mr. Ding’s reply for a while before the man asked, “Is it to ask about the Third Limit?”
“Yes,” Chen Chuan replied.
“The young master said that if you have any questions, you can come to Motie Mountain for a cup of tea,” Mr. Ding replied.
Chen Chuan nodded and said, “Alright. I’ll come over right now.”
A little over an hour later, Chen Chuan arrived at Cao Guiqi’s manor.
It had been raining over the past few days. When Chen Chuan arrived, it had just stopped raining, and the sun shone on the land again. The sky was clear and blue, as if it had been washed. Only a few clouds could be seen on the horizon.
As the sun shone on the flowers and plants in the courtyard, a refreshing breeze blew at Chen Chuan. The water droplets on the branches fell on the moist soil, bringing about the refreshing smell of grass and wood.
Chen Chuan sat down in front of a sandalwood table. Before him was a jade teacup that released wisps of hot steam. He could see the green tea leaves in the water.
Cao Guiqi sat across from him dressed in the clothes of the people in the old era. This time, he wore a loose, light-green robe, and his hair was pinned in a bun using a jade-white hair stick. “Almost two months have passed. You should be about...
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