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Chapter 62 The Pain of Bereavement (3)(2/2)

In a blink of an eye, the next day came. Master arrived at Xiaoxiang Waterside Pavilion very early and saw that Su Xinghe had prepared the meal, but the other disciples had not gotten up yet.

"Lao Ba, haven't the others gotten up yet?"

Su Xinghe smiled: "Master, it's so early, it's probably not here yet. Is there something wrong, Master? Then I'll wake them up."

The master nodded: "There is indeed something to do today, but there is no need to wake everyone up. You go and wake up Thirteen."

"Little Thirteen?"

Su Xinghe looked at the Master in surprise.

"What? What's the surprise? Zhou Tiang just came to the academy, and I still need to talk to him about some things."

Su Xinghe couldn't say anything, so he turned around and walked out quickly.

After a while, Zhou Tian came to the house with him.

"Master."

Zhou Tian looked at the Master with a haggard expression, listless, and seemed to have not woken up.

"Thirteen, you should tell your father that you have entered the academy. Now that Haotian Pavilion spies have placed spies everywhere, it is still a bit unsafe to send letters or send people to deliver letters. You and Su Xinghe will return after breakfast.

Let me tell you when I get home."

Zhou Tian was naturally happy after hearing this. He didn't expect the Master to be so considerate, and he immediately brightened up with joy.

"Thank you, Master!"

Su Xinghe was confused. Ever since he came to the academy, this kind of thing had never happened before. He usually told stories about flying pigeons or sent people to deliver letters to his family. Why did the rules change when Thirteen came? Before he could ask, Master

So he interrupted and called.

"Okay, you two go and clean up, and then ask the other senior brothers to get up and eat."
Chapter completed!
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