This group of people stopped in front of them, looking so emotional they were almost moved to tears, yet too hesitant to speak. After a long moment, a few scattered voices called out "Miss," and several women began wiping away their tears and weeping.
The one finally pushed forward by the others was a thin, scrawny boy.
"Sixth Master, this is your Second Elder Sister. Hurry and pay your respects to her," a matron said to him, her voice trembling with emotion.
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