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But how could he possibly tell his fellow disciples about his true plan Xu Ya Jun, after all, was a disciple of a prominent family, backed by their powerful lineage. His elders were even practicing in the mountains themselves.,The faint sound of silk and bamboo music coming from within signaled that it was time to begin.,One poured wine, the other offered fruit. A faint fragrance lingered at their noses. They wore thin, sheer garments, revealing skin as smooth as jade. Snowy elbows peeked out from beneath their clothes, gently brushing his arms and back, leaving a cool, slippery touch.。