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... the Pavilion guards asked him.

“For a moment, I confused it with another novel. This is actually my first time hearing of Tang Clan Storm.”

Cheong-un shook his head slightly as he stared down at the book. The “Storm” in the title had reminded him briefly of Tale of Chivalry and Tempest, but this was clearly a different work.

Tale of Chivalry and Tempest was a hand-written novel on coarse paper. In contrast, Tang Clan Storm was clearly machine-printed on high-quality paper ...

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