"Everything Flies Like Thought." Tang Li picked up the tabloid, raised her gaze to Hong Shu, and asked, "Is this written by your Wanzhi Pavilion?"
Hong Shu nodded proudly. "Of course, of course! Isn't the writing style wonderful? I'm the second-best writer, you know."
"Who's the first-best? And are the things written in here made up?"
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