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... anqing Sect, a deafening drumbeat grew from faint to loud. The large gate at the entrance of the training ground swung open abruptly, and eighteen bald men, draped in black training shorts, barefooted and glowing in gold, filed in. They carried no weapons, but each held a peculiar shield. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
An Yiqing stood quietly in place, calmly watching as the eighteen men surrounded her and inserted their shields into the ground.
"Miss An, once you enter the Eighteen ...
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