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... his mind, a constant reminder he wasn’t alone. Lin Tian turned from the ranking slab and walked out of the arena, ignoring the lingering stares. His body ached from the cold bind, and his shoulder wound throbbed in time with his heartbeat.
An inner administration attendant was waiting for him just outside the archway.
The man wore the pale blue robes of the sect’s bureaucrats, not the martial cut of a disciple. He held a slender scroll case of polished white jade.
"Discip ...
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