Su Zhenghao left the garden without a word. The vibrant red of his new uniform was a beacon, drawing the eyes of every honorary disciple he passed. Their faces, at first, were masks of simple envy. But as they recognized the wearer, their expressions soured, twisting into something far more venomous.
“So it was him. He’s the one who became an inner disciple! The first time, he got in by threatening suicide. What trick did he pull this
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