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A youth of sixteen or seventeen, clad in a gray tunic, stood tall and handsome. His eyes were bright and clear.,As expected, there were faint black lines running across the back of the leaf. If it weren't for Lu Xuan's careful attention, these hair-thin black lines would be extremely difficult to spot.,Lu Xuan was just a low-level spiritual planter, from an ordinary background with limited knowledge. He wasn't sure what this black thread was all about.。