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... hts are just beginning to twinkle.
In the teahouse’s private room, the lighting is soft.
Bai Mo sits quietly, takes a sip of tea, and clicks his tongue.
This tea isn’t cheap, just a small pot costs more than two hundred bucks. But the taste isn’t great. Random grass from the roadside on Fox Mountain tastes sweeter than this.
At the long table beside him, Teacher Chen and more than ten students are eagerly going over the answers Bai Mo just wrote, anxiously compari ...
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