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The sword tip swept through the air, prompting a pleasing, delicate chime.
“This sword is named ‘Cicada Chirp’,” he said, looking down at it in his palm. “It was a gift from my Master, Master Xuanyao. Its blade is nimble and sharp, capable of killing without leaving a trace. I urge you to be careful, dear brother Wang Shouzhe.”
Wang Shouzhe’s expression remained as placid as an ancient well. With a swipe across his storage ring, an aged, hefty long sword materialized in his ...
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