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Just as Wu Jinghao was growing anxious from the traffic jam.
Inside the Changning ferry port.
A figure shot up into the sky, soaring through the air like a startled swan.
Covering a distance of five or six miles, he sped past in just sixty to seventy breaths and gracefully landed in front of Wu Jinghao's "Moving Palace Carriage," declaring loudly, "Little Commandery Prince Jinghao and the Southern Desert Clan Relatives have graced us with their presence. Shoucheng has failed in greeting you from afar. Forgive me, forgive me."
He was a handsome and vigorous young man, charming in demeanor, with every casual gesture exuding the cultured warmth and grace of a scion of a Prominent Family.
"It's the Wang Family's ninth Grand Elder of the 'Shu' generation," some moderately informed individuals among the carriages that had come to deliver gifts and congratulations exclaimed in admiration.