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Chen Ping held a long blade in his hand, dragging his left leg, with his hair hanging down in front, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, slowly moving forward.
This was the persona he had established in front of others—disheveled hair and a limp in one leg.
Everyone who heard about him knew him as such.
Of course, it was also early preparation for his escape route.
If one does not plan for the future, there will surely be immediate worries.
Even whe ...
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