The sweeping elder was sweeping the ground with his broom as always, seemingly following a special rhythm. His movements were very simple but also incredibly precise. Long Chen then approached and observed the meticulousness of each sweep.5

As Long Chen drew near, the sweeping elder slowly stopped, lifting his gaze to meet Long Chen’s. When his turbid eyes fell on Long Chen, he paused ever so slightly, followed by a gentle smile and a nod.0

“It seems that you’ve gained quite a bit from this trip. You’ve found what you lost. Congratulations!” the elder remarked, his words carrying a weight that stirred Long Chen's thoughts. His cryptic words left Long Chen pondering whether the loss referred to Dragonbone Evilmoon, his former confidence, or something else entirely.26

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