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No horns. No alarms. No feasting. Just the distant hum of formation walls adjusting to the returning Root Division team.
Tian Shen stood alone before the ancient pavilion nestled beside the Feilun Tree’s roots, where the Sect Master often held his audiences.
He looked more traveler than hero—dust-streaked, robes patched with scars, eyes red-rimmed from a long night of definitely not sorting treasure.
The sliding screen parted.
"Enter."
Came the c ...
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