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"Morning, Head." Ding Hao and the others quickly saluted. Yin Zuimo, the head of the Heavenly Sound Valley, was a middle-aged beautiful woman who looked like she was only in her thirties. Her figure was graceful and her temperament, extraordinary. With beautiful hair worn in a bun and a light makeup, she looked well-mannered. She had an excellent maintenance. Her skin was as white as creamy. On the left side of her forehead, there was a red butterfly tattoo, which looked extremely enchanting and added some charm to that noble woman. "Is he Ding Hao? The Heavenly Son of your Swordsmanship-seeking Sect who has amazing talent?" Yin Zuimo's soft sight passed Ding Hao's body with a hint of curiosity in those calm eyes. That day, as soon as she returned from the Heaven Battlefield, she rec