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The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,At this moment, he couldn't help but miss his past life.,That book, he had read several times, but was not very interested in it. He didn't care much for the "receiving an official mandate and becoming immortal" that his master had always been preoccupied with.。