While Yan Xiaoyi and her companions were happily heading toward the Immortal Inn, the courtyard of Tiangong Pavilion was filled with an equally joyous atmosphere.
Securing third place was a brilliant achievement they had never even dared to dream of.
The elders showered Chu Yu with relentless praise from head to toe, inside and out, for a full two hours straight. Even the small mole at the corner of his mouth came to be seen as a symbol of good fortune.
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