At noon, dappled sunlight filtered through the lattice windows into the antique-styled room, casting a warm glow over the solemn atmosphere.
Mo Xuanjing pushed the door open gently. His stride was steady and powerful as he approached Zha Muxi, an ineffable solemnity and gravity weighing in his tone. "Imperial Tutor, this Prince has made some discoveries."
Zha Muxi raised her head, her gaze locked onto Mo Xuanjing's face. She took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the piece of paper in her hand, which bore the drawing of an ancient totem. The totem consisted of various mysterious symbols and lines—simple yet dignified, as if imbued with some profound meaning.
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