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... s true form, not only was Jiang Tingbai surprised—even Ji Qinghong seemed taken aback.
After all, historical records had never mentioned a lingering obsession possessing a bamboo brush before.
Moreover, for some reason, the wisp of gray mist half-emerging from the brush didn’t feel like an obsession at all.
Jiang Tingbai steadied himself and focused.
To his astonishment, even with the gray mist right before his eyes, he couldn’t sense its presence or form.
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