Aside from an old, lean, dark-skinned farmer carrying a hoe, there was no one else of note around. As for this lean, dark farmer, he looked entirely simple and honest, appearing to be nothing more than an ordinary mortal.
"Perhaps I was too anxious, which led to a flaw in my movement technique," Huikong said to himself. Without further thought, he resumed his movement and scurried toward the Grand Preceptor Manor like a puff of smoke. The lean, dark farmer watched Huikong’s departing figure with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
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Chapter 266