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Even if she would take revenge on herself, Lu Tong would still be dealt with by the Grand Preceptor's Mansion, does she really not understand?
Lu Tong tugged at her lips, seemingly amused by his words.
"Envoy Cui, didn't you survive?"
Cui Min was taken aback, "What did you say?"
The empty street stretched long, and in the distance the sky began to lighten, that faint streak growing brighter and wider, the dark hues slowly receding, dawning sunbeams piercing through the thin morning mist. There were the "swish, swish" sounds of bamboo brooms sweeping the ground.
The interior of the shop too was illuminated by the morning light, no longer dim as before.
Lu Tong smiled faintly.
"Envoy Cui has forgotten one thing. The Grand Preceptor's Mansion needs a doctor to treat illnesses. You and I are both from commoner backgrounds, it's all the same who goes."
"Of course, I wouldn't die."
She looked into his eyes and spoke softly.
"Because I am going to replace you ..."