C273 The Strange Dean

While Zhaohe was still in a daze, his mister was reciting, "I will go south on my own in the city of Tuguo" …

Zhao He remembered the second half of the poem, "The Hands of the Hands of the Hands", where he and his son lived until they were old.

Separated by the shadow of the peach blossom, Zhao He saw the teacher's appearance. His face was fair and clean, and on it was a familiar face